Won't get very far, with torture in the way.
Don't know who you are, do you like it that way'

Very far, from the love that we once had.
Have we ever really started'

Don't know who you are, only who you've been.
Have you been acting, the part just for me'

Very far, from the love that we once had.
Have we ever really started'
Try to calm the storm that won't go away.
Very slowly been departing.

Feeling like a pest, that never goes away.
Placing everyone before you, you're just getting in the way.

Very far from the love that we once had.
Have we ever really started'
Try to catch the train that's already gone,
very slowly been departing.

You wonder why' Come way to close.

Don't know where you are, only where we started from.
We've come so very far, to have it slip away.

Very far from the love that we once had.
Have we ever really started'
Try to clean the mess, that won't go away.
Very slowly been departing.

You wonder why' Come way to close.

Forest is the backdrop, cold winds start to blow.
Blend in these shadows, where no one ever knows,
me and my ways, hold on to pity.
Carried oh so far, actions try to break.
Away from who you are, off to where it's safe.

Very far from the love that we once had.
Have we ever really started'
Try to run away, to never hurt again.
Very slowly been departing, very slowly been departing.

Walls they fall down, but around the other corner, is another to be found. Tell me more for, i am growing weary, and about to turn around.

You wonder why, come way to close.

Early, feeling morning, one life left to live.
Cut me and never noticed, this scar is intimate.
me and my ways, hold on to pity.

'Scott T. Brutsche 2007