[Verse 1]
Sick becomes one of reality
I was way too close to things
So much that I burned through myself
And came to the other side of it
Where light isn't separated from the darkness
I knew your mother well
And we loved each other then
And I could’ve been your dad
If everything had gone well
Where no boundaries are set
Just a silence, which casts me out into the universe of loneliness
And of incurable loneliness