And all the things that I’d seen
I’d let the room fill with memories until
The walls were staring at me
I watch the walls closing in
So I swallow my pride and
I guess I’m dreaming again
I swear I’m not attached to living the past
But I can’t get off my feet
You say we all go mad but I don’t believe that
I’d always take without giving
But I know you’ll never get them
I’m not a mountain I can’t hold you on my own
The mirror calls me so far and yet so close
Is it so bad to be alone?