when i know no place to be.

i really must not stay.

in a time when i can? find myself.

looking back on all the times.

with memories we cry.

i fade into the past now i am not real.

hey you find out.

find out you don? know.

what i would do.

no solution.

the woods are burning.

and i lose touch.

sometimes what is right seems wrong.

and i can? stop what was to come.

i hope it? not just in my head.

and i can? believe my world.

i threw away the girl.

that was suitable for my life.

but decadence it takes its toll.

and time is our control.

i fade into the past now i am not real.