• I see in her eyes a face beyond what she makes believe
    And in that face there are tears to be released.
    Behind those tears a soul hides away from me
    That soul was incomplete.

    You wander the valleys of darkness and death
    Roaming around and coming back again
    Only to to tell us you want it to end.
    You are incomplete.

    He sits in the wooden chair creaking back and forth
    His mind is focusing on the door
    Awaiting the sound of something more
    To make him complete.

    We missed the part of storyline
    When we had all of our time
    To live our lives and not comprimise
    We gave our souls for lingering lies.

    Was it worth it?