Moaning in cheer
Mourning each tear
Can't see clear
Can't ignore this pain
It's so deep near
Feel my heart's bid
Not to yield
To this dust
That wears masks
To make my agony must
I see all over
Dim truth masts
A shaken soul
A weak love
I want to take it slow
Want to make it flow
I don't want to make it show
Sad
Like am fading
Am really losing touch
With myself
Am trudging
Along this dusty road
With a hurt rod
By my shaking hands
It's cold
The sun can feel my trod
Pain untold
Sad
