You sleep so still<br />
And after everything<br />
We claim to have forgiven<br />
The no return<br />
Was 12 returns ago<br />
And every one the last<br />
This<br />
Time<br />
I swear - Did you really believe that?<br />
I know these words<br />
These sounds I recognise<br />
And shapes all too familiar<br />
The saddest thing;<br />
A point to recognise;<br />
All reasons and excuses;<br />
Well they are, I fear, as pathetic as are your own<br />
I am<br />
We are<br />
Sadly<br />
Too far<br />
The line we had drawn before is thinning out<br />
Too far, gone<br />
We need<br />
No more<br />
Junkies and<br />
Whores<br />
The line we had drawn before has disappeared<br />
Too far gone<br />
You sleep<br />
So still<br />
You'll sleep through everything...