In a sea of people you've always known...
You tend to drown.
Lost as you are,
No one seems to notice...
Colorful blurs are all you see...
No longer able to recognize the people,
You used to depend on.
Life is passing by on the train to a better place.
While you're still here,
Stuck with the same gray faces you see every day.
Nothing's changing...
Nothing is real anymore...
You reach out to touch the faces
Of the ones you've always known...
They fall away...
Crumble like sand through your fingertips...
You're alone...
Isn't it like you've always wanted?
