I guess it's true
I can't change my mind
I live the truth
In the fading light
But sometimes truth is blind
And I watch the clock
Or is it watching me
Held down
By personal dignity
Real life is digging
A hole and filling it in again
It's so close to walking
In the dark
When what you believe is
All you know
Sometimes it's too hard
So I wait and continue to
Contemplate why love
Scarce and I'm walking
Hand in hand with hate