Reaching out to where we once so well, correlated
All has gone, point nemo
There is no way returning back
There's not much left to say
There;s not much left to gain
Salvage, no more point in casting
Salvage, poor blame put there on the one
Can't stitch, distance far much too great
Salvage, is this the way the story's ending
Reaching out to where we once so well correlated
If feels wrong, something inside
Tells me I should get the grasp
There's not much left to say
All has gone, point nemo
There is no way returning back
Salvage, no more point in casting
Salvage, poor blame put there on the one
Can't stitch, distance far much too great
Salvage, is this the way the story's ending
This emptiness, makes it calm a bit
This content diss, makes it calmer
This ludicrous, state of emptiness
This crankiness, diss the story
This emptiness, makes it calm a bit
Makes it calmer
Just taken away all that inside
I wonder what has left
Just taken away all that inside
(Take it away)
I wonder what stays aside
Just taken what has left
I wonder what's there aside, what' there inside
Salvage, no more point in casting
Salvage, poor blame put there on the one
Salvage, no more point in casting
Salvage, poor blame put there on the one
Is this the way the story ends
This is the way the story ends