THIS LIFE GROWS SHORT NOW
A MIX OF EMOTIONS MADE TO RHYME
BUT I LET IT SLIP BY
OUT OF STEP AND OUT OF TIME
YOU WERE LEFT BEHIND
ON A BETTER DAY
BUT I STILL FEEL THE FORCE
OF THE TEMPEST IN YOUR EYES
SO MANY MEMORIES
IN NEED OF REPAIR
FRAGMENTED BY AGE
JUST BLOWING DUST THROUGH THE AIR
AND YOU WERE LEFT BEHIND
ON A BETTER DAY
BUT I STILL FEEL THE FORCE
OF THE TEMPEST IN YOUR EYES
NOW I HOLD BACK REGRET
AND CHOKE ON THESE TEARS
REFLECTING BACK AT ME
THIS LONELY, DESPERATE STARE
