Among things untold of
I already know
But I keep fighting the bitterness
Being happy someday

Among things to say and untold stories
I only hear what comes next
Can we open ourselves today?

In all those lonely places
Within the locks and chains
Can we break the gates?
Of what we used to say

Among things you never speak
There are a few words
You can think so don’t breathe

Among things to say and untold stories
I only hear what comes next
Can we open ourselves today?
All I do is dream

In a place for us to bury the living
Can you share my place?
I don’t want to go yet