The end begins just as it stars
and leaves me wondering what we left behind
told me not to talk but please explain
my thoughts that float around my mind
so take a step back will you
be alright,feel alright?
and now...

All this time when we walk
we won't feel,
put some time in a box
it won't steal you...

Up ahead i see it
i can find it,
but i feel alive
followed me inside of a place
i felt like things would
still be alright
and now...

all this time when we walk
we won't feel,
put some time in a box
it won't steal you...

all this time when I talk
it's not real, it's not real,
not real,not real
it's not real

all this time when we walk
we won't feel,
put some is a box
it won't steal you

all this time when I walk
I wont feel, i won't feel

all this time when i talk
it's not real, it's not real

( not real, not real )

Composição: Rachel Stolte / Solon Bixler