"When the day has come, that I've lost my way around-

And the seasons stop and hide beneath the ground.

When the sky turns grey, and everything is screaming..

I will reach inside just to find my heart is beating.

 So I bare my skin,

And I count my sins,

And I close my eyes,

And I take it in."

"Make a space,

Set it free.

 

Starts to burn-

Fades away.

The wind, it turns.

Ashes flow- murmurs glow.

Run away ..

Forget the day."

"Headed for the open door- Tell me what you're waiting for,

Look across the great divide-

Soon they're going to hear the sound- When we come running.

Never go where we belong- 

Echoes in the dead of dawn.

Soon they're going to know the sound when we come running."

"Less is more, except for when it comes to mistakes.

How long is long? That depends on how long it takes.

The years, not months, not days. You blackout memories.

Every minute is a minute away."