For nations vague as weed
Life is slow agony
And saying so to some means nothing
Others it leaves nothing to be said
So many seem so lonely
But this nightmare is never ending
Seems everything we have ever known
Must to drift away and die
Life can pass slowly
Torment always remains
Who shall say where the one ends
And where the other begins
And when your fears subside
And shadows still remain
So never mind the darkness
We still can find a way.
