i came crashing and burning like tidal waves in a storm trying to wash away any parts of you and when it all came down to it when i thought you never left you werenβt there from the start not where i was at the very least in a fairytale of my own creation the memories fluorescent and bright the future filled with promise the past nothing but a bad dream but everything comes to an end the clock finally stops and all thatβs left is the bitter taste of what once was