The verge of tears The end of time It gets so hard to compartmentalize What I've lost And what remains Do I really have a say The ugly wrath of cupidity Reveals itself with strength and impulsivity I'm holding on But slipping fast I seek the strength to tighten up my grasp Was it all just a means to an end Or am I just hurt to have lost a dear friend Should I sort out all the memories Or toss them with the fallen leaves Never to be heard from again The verge of tears The end of time It gets so hard to compartmentalize What I've lost And what remains Do I really have a say The ugly wrath of cupidity Reveals itself with strength and impulsivity I'm holding on But slipping fast I seek the strength to tighten up my grasp Was it all just a means to an end Or am I just hurt to have lost a dear friend Sometimes your gone too long, to ever go back again And that's what's so hard to accept