we were all so lonely, simple man and woman
today was a long time ago, the sun has come and has yet to go
or could it be we have passed it a thousand times
our eyes to the sky, yet to be blind
the desire to unseeing has kept us awake
to young to be this lost, we are on a break
we run the opposite ways and get caught looking back
tightly bound by the fists of awkward and the hurt of once upon a time
the predictable lies we tell one another as we speak at once
as we fumble our sorry and sweat our shame
witnesses to the crime done and societies many knifes
we are forever to live in our memories and strangers in life
YA
