When there is a way,
but you`re stuck in clay.
The grass will grow.
you`re just below.

When darkness attacks,
you can`t relax.
A lonely guy,
it`s not a lie.

When everything is gone,
and you`re completely alone.
There`s nothing to feel,
and everything is unreal.

When the past is gone,
everything is done.
Regret is history,
life is a misery.

When people walks,
but nobody talks.
Many miles away,
there`s nothing to say.

When you`re me,
you know it`s nothing easy to see.
Life goes away,
by the end of May.