Time will pass and here I wait.
Alas, the pain that comes, never subsided, never died, never faded.
And yet the silence grew, as my hair turned grey
I threw myself away
Into anything that would fill my day
I turned the other way
And cried a million ways.
I shed my skin and face
And wrapped a new one just for you
I can write I can sing I can play
Jester or move or dance
Look here and there for everything
But trust me when I say.
I see nothing.