(claude s)
Different words upon the
Page, written faithfully like
Yesterday
I?m still thinking of a past
Just how long does this expect
To last?
I was once a simple man
I had everything,
You understand?
All those things I chose inside,
Turned to blood and stone
From all the lies
I will never be the same,
I will never be the same,
I will never be the same,
I will have seen the changes
Once again
I will never be the same