So ends the season
You haven't known god since she left
When you truly lived in the streets
Wondered at the conversations you never heard
And drove past a building everyday
You never once have been inside of
I think the price for these scars is too high
I think the sun sets in a new way each time
I think the skyline I can see from my window
Is only a dream
I think the light's playing tricks on my eyes
Only colors and shapes
But what to believe in
And what is the reason?
You haven't known god since she left
So ends the season