anyway, here it is:
The body in the sack,
It starts to die,
I sit by the tree,
And start to cry.
Wherever did the time go?
It’s fine, let your feelings show
The tears are not of this,
The tears,
Are not of this.
I walk while I cry,
And my soul starts to die,
I am one of them now,
I say, “Theres no turning back,”
As I show off a frown
Theres no going up,
Just deeper down.
