The thoughts we think run around our heads. They try to make us not forget, So we remember all that which came before; Our guiding light towards a better shore.
And as we arrive we climb to our feet, And in our souls we hope to meet, A gracious soul, so worn and old; A beautiful soul, so knowledgeable.
So wise we know that we were meant to teach and learn. Since night became and the sun began to burn, We have known we need to become an introvert, Because deep inside we still feel scared, Of the things that we once yearned.
So we hide away all the love we hold inside. We hide away from the possibility of lies. We hide away until the day that we die. We die alone because we could never let anybody stand by our side.