My hopes and dreams come undone; the night has won
All the time I spent alone, now no one knows
Where once a man, what dread commands instead now stands
Anxiety - and I'm the trees - like wind flows over me
Frozen hands in far off lands control our sands
So I'm dissolved, I flush away what still remains
Can someone else step up to speak? I'm just too weak
I'm bruised and cut, and out of luck; just take me home
What can I tell my family when I grow old?
Clouds came and covered up the sun? And I watched? Would it be that
I'm just one man, what could I've done? Understand
Maybe it's God who has all of us here and it's all just so queer how one hand brings that down
I'm sorry