All alone
with just my memories
don't bring them back
they hurt too much

How can I go on
with all those memories
crying out for release
I follow the tide

they twist me
first this way
then the other
I'm trapped in the whirlpool

I open the wound
and let it all flow forth
too near the surface
to face with reality

Maybe I can hide
I look for a hiding place
but the sun keeps rising
on my horizons