All around me all are happy to be
And to be able to laugh and have fun
These delusions do not blind what I see
The victims and their terrors have to run
Run from fear or happiness but can not
So we stand up or cower from terror
But to me I choose the latter a lot
The different faces in October
There are so many different changes
And I run and try to escape it all
Escape all of the changes and faces
Until I fall and now I have to crawl
They are all catching up to me now, I -
And now I think it's time to say good bye.
