The tears, the crying, this world is dying
And all I can picture is black
The lack, the sorrow, denuding the morrow
Somehow it always comes back
The distance, I'm further away from you now
Drifting apart from my world
This venture I've started, rejecting it all
I'll never let go of my word
Clinging to fragments, pieces and segments
Never have I been alone
You've always been there, feeding my strength
Always been there, at arms length
Always been there, feeding my strength...
What I've become, the person I am
Stands taller than most of you all
The goals I set out to achieve in this world
I've faced them now, both big and small
The tears, the crying, please stop your lying
And skip all your empty promises
The lack, the sorrow, denuding our morrow
But somehow, it cannot get darker than this
The world, still at arms length...