Yea yea. . All I want is a mirror. So I can see this so called brighter day. I'm watchin' all the world crawl back again. Watchin' how it blows itself away.
Staring out at the old man,. Watching the trains go by,. Well he lives his life on promises,. But I'm afraid the promise is all he's got,. You know life's too short to never take,.
There was a time not too long ago,. When you and I were still believing,. That we could make it on our own,. But i was blind to see our situation,. I needed you more,.
Nothing's so loud as hearing when we lie. The truth is not kind and you've said neither am I. But the air outside so soft is saying everything, everything.