Those malefactors from the upsidedon't want the moneythey own the bankwhat's there to dowhen every sun day ends the samecan't see the sky is bluethey gaze down herefinally, their attentionof an understanding fewwho look shocked and amazedappalled and ashamedwhile...

in tempo with my sadness I keenholding close to my feelings unless they slip freeinto the void where I am left with nothingsolace need, just to feelwithin me I am greymy emotions laced with the agony of forgetfulnessI'm losing...