Vaguely reminiscent in the presence of my mind Is the trap, the trap, the trap. And the feeling that the brotherhood is running out of time In the trap, the trap, the trap. Loneliness is a gentle rule: One is only one. Loneliness is a gentle rule But somehow comes undone. Somewhere in the darkness is a light we almost find For the trap, the trap, the trap. Catching hold of the fleeting thing we know is peace of mind In the trap, the trap, the trap. Loneliness is a gentle rule: One is only one. Loneliness is a gentle rule But somehow comes undone. So, you see, reality is a prison for the mind In the trap, the trap, the trap. So capture all your yesterdays and leave the rest behind For the trap, the trap, the trap. Loneliness is a gentle rule: One is only one. Loneliness is a gentle rule But somehow comes undone.