You show me nonsensical gestures
of your inner feelings
through glazed eyes
only your body's the martyr
this act is in vain
I, a blank console
with a tongue that would only speak verbatim
Too young to think but old enough to remember
You meant something to me when I was impressionable
Elements of innocence so vividly recalled
those late night walks were never so pleasant
they struck a chord somewhere inside
Guess I never knew
Time heals our old wounds
Guess I never knew
Who you really were, really were
Longevity could begin
to render the past redundant
Longevity could begin
to render the past redundant
I know that feeling to yearn to stop thinking, to block out the thoughts affecting
Never to analyse or misconstrue, never to overthink or miss think you.
I know that feeling to yearn to stop thinking, to block out the thoughts affecting
Longevity could begin
to render the past redundant
Longevity could begin
to render the past redundant
Guess I never knew
Time heals our old wounds
Guess I never knew
Who you really were, really were
Resentment sets in
It's deep and instilled
Here's the fucking substance!
Now I know you tried
you had so much to contend
the life you had wasn't always fair.
Sometimes you must have been so alone
and it's in those times that you turn to humankind
but when they're not there
seperation is thrusted
and what was once absurd
can become most appealing
to block out your life
Leave your mind vacant of the depth you've instilled.

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