Caliban - A Small Boy And A Grey Heaven
I turn inside of myself - look back into my past -
into nothing - the best time in life - barely present
I wish I could go back - tell that nice little boy
to be stronger - to be brave - bu I can't
he had his chance
I burn - scream - I despair on these thoughts of
the past - I realize that I had barely lived
but just existed - it's too late now
and my thoughts feed on this grief - the grief
creates tears that burn my skin
unable to ease the pain - I float in hoplessness
for the time is gone and the boy is a man now
the end - a beginning for everything flows and
we live to change - live to learn
the future's still open and to be lived like
the past has been wasted - with hope in my
heart I look forward
Stone Sour - Inhale
Come one and all and see the broken man, talking to himself
He sits and waits for something better, he'll never find it here
The people touch his hair and pinch his cheek; he can't even feel it
There it goes again, he's listening to someone
He hears the bitter laughter
And all he wants to know is...
Why------ does any of it matter? (I can't take it anymore)
You've gotta try------ the inhale that makes the exhale so much better
He wipes his hands on anything in reach, he never feels clean
He shakes at night because his nerve is gone, every muscle hurts
Come one and all and see what happened...that broken man is me
There it goes again, I can hear it louder
It doesn't feel good anymore
All I want to know is...
Why------ does any of it matter? (I can't take it anymore)
You've gotta try------ the inhale that makes the exhale so much better
NOW I KNOW I DISAPPEAR!
I CAN'T FIND MY WAY FROM OUT OF HERE!
EVERYTHING IS FADING ON ME!
SOMEONE TELL ME... someone tell me...
Someone - tell me
Why------ does any of it matter? (I can't take it anymore)
You've gotta try------ the inhale that makes the exhale so much better
WHY?! YOU'VE GOTTA TRY!!
