Sat down to write a book
But all that came out was one lousy line
Couldn’t make up the story in time
It was twenty years ago today
The paper’s still there in the typewriter
And I can still remember that very first line

Maybe all that I grow is a hole in myself
All I accomplish is lost on myself
Yet all I feel is the way i heal
Maybe all I can grow is this hole in myself
But then maybe I don’t mind losing myself
When all I feel is the way I heal
I’m the dot at the end of the trail of debris
Been filling my void with […]

Instrumental track.

Guess I had to be kind of blind not to see
how it was bound to be in vain
Hung around for the plot to thicken
while being stabbed again and again
This time I’ll burn all bridges leading back
cause I’m not sure I’m strong enough
I simply have to bail, I’m far to frail
to be at the receiving end
I feel torn apart and abused
battered and bruised

I guess I’m stupid to nurture an addiction to hope
but it’s not my only vice
I surrendered again thought things would change
Now imagine my surprise
This time I’ll burn all bridges leading back
cause I’m not sure I’m strong enough
I simply have […]