He had keys for doors that no longer existed and kept them anyway, sorted by the year the building came down. On Sundays he laid them out on the…

I visualize the future I reminisce the past Is the journey ahead The one that'll last? I look to the hills I look for a sign Is the straight path The…

Was as bad as last time Never fully able to be one with you Your words never matter Your lies did more harm then good Neglected from the start…