I saw you at home the other day There was a familiar greeting in a familiar way The words on my tongue were too tired to be said Best to avoid them all instead So much fuel has already been burned The book has been read, but the pages left unturned The actions and methods appear indecisive But every method toward happiness seems derisive X2:/ Schemes and plans come crashing down But the fact remains that we are still around With best motivations and best intentions Colliding and working to relieve these tensions Longing for a future of security All life offers is unsettling uncertainty Death and rebirth are cycle, the cycle of time While dedication and affection are both a crime I still long for the day when everything is flawless A way to achieve growth, unity, and progress If I could just find a way to solve this equation Warmth and devotion would return without persuasion X2:/ Schemes and plans come crashing down But the fact remains that we are still around With best motivations and best intentions Colliding and working to relieve these tensions The questioning loss of integrity This constant churning of insecurity The days and nights stolen from our times together While walking between the roses and the heather The long waiting for a better year ahead While each motion, sentence, and letter is misread