If you want me let me know, there is more of me to show: In shadows of reflections, lost excuses of deceptions - In sight I hide, Just out of reach… I can’t get away, the past repeats - I can not see in the dark. Through dusk I grind on shattered glass; I try to hide in pride… My mind is: Just out of reach. Mesmerised by the dark, tantalised by fantasies - We don’t have time to wear these clothes: The anxious story urgency, carried memories we live today, (dropped for another way). Just out of reach… I can’t get away, the past repeats - I can not see in the dark. Through dusk I grind on shattered glass; I try to hide in pride… My mind is: Just out of reach. Just out of reach… I can’t get away, the past repeats: Just out of reach… Just out of reach… Just out of reach… Just out of reach… Just out of reach… Just out of reach…
