| A mind lapse succumbed by fear
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| The framework fades then disappears
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| Unto my world this loneliness surrounds me Trust foresees it’s final wake
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| I close my eyes, it’s breath I take
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| Denied and drained are years befallen from me In these hours seized by memories
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| Reflective paths of light appear
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| I walk alone, I disappear
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| Now I watch you burn inside me The truth is damned and empty
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| I breathe the ashes of your soul
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| That gives me silence, gives me peace
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| Gives me space, gives me release
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| In sullen thoughts, you make me feel so hollow
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| In these hours seized by memories
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| Reflective paths of light appear
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| I walk alone, I disappear
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| Tangled in this lifetime, tangled in it’s sorrow
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| Moments of clarity, fade into tomorrow
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| Tangled in this madness, What was deep now shallow
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| If I believe in miracles, why do I feel so hollow
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| Change forced from disarray
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| Yesteryear wasted away
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| Sheltered from this shattered life within me In these hours seized by memories
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| Reflective paths of light appear
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| I walk alone, I disappear
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| Tangled in this lifetime, tangled in it’s sorrow
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| Moments of clarity, fade into tomorrow
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| Tangled in this madness, What was deep now shallow
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| If I believe in miracles, why do I feel so hollow
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| Now I see, truth in memories
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| Reflective paths have disappeared
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| I walk alone, I reappear
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| Tangled in this lifetime, tangled in it’s sorrow
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| Moments of clarity, fade into tomorrow
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| Tangled in this madness, What was deep now shallow
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| If I believe in miracles, why do I feel so hollow
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| In darkest days, I’m on my own
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| Why do I feel so hollow
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| An open view, a fading soul
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| Why do I feel so hollow
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| If I believe the new and not the old
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| Why do I feel so hollow
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| I’m lost in truth from what was told
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| Why do I feel so hollow |