• It seemed so unclear, never came up to our minds.
    Our hearts never opened up to what was lost.
    Perhaps it was death, with such tragedy.
    That is what we think.
    Maybe it was more important like love, losing someone.
    It was a fuzzy image, looking back was seeing a hole, into oblivion.
    The path wasn't there to guide us, as the path itself was gone.
    Be strong, for we might never see the light.
    Open the hearts to darkness, and shine through the way,
    For nobody is there, to depend on.
    Alone, dark, nothing...
    Something was out there, that we once knew. Not money, not love, not friends. It was more than what any of us could see.