2007/10/02

　

　it's a little bit lonely

　down here, I turned around and walked away

　weeping tears without you near



　You're speaking a different language to me

　the world is far away, I can no longer live there

　don't fire the gun yet



　I turned the page before you could read it

　the signs were all around,

　but missing 'em seemed just easier



　Can anybody stop these things

　we've been living inside some deep holes

　anybody stop me



　somehow we were talking

　like strangers, there's something about a war

　that had never faded away



　admitting that I am a stranger here

　seeking somewhere proper to get started

　the story had faded and withered away



　I look into your eyes, trying to find

　something smells little bit lonely down here

　without you near