And now I have the cats so much..and touch..what I am 
that chose to sacrifice something else and I. 

I know the trouble days I'm ashamed I've known 
next who are you? 
before the hurt of times, steppin' in the pipe. 

..turn poses 
through the nice way back exposes, 
Up the.. all that glory 
my..so I won't call it. 

..sick and ..minutes are..and wings go wild 
clocks to seconds four minutes I was..and weeks go 
and now that care so much for losing touch 
what I know? 
shows to sacrifice something else in life 

..ten times poses 
..this roses 
Up the.. all that glory 
.. for me, I'm ..so I hold on me 
I still believe in..words and I see 
now I fall to slow emotion 
all the..sleep approachings.