“NUMB”

THESE ARE THE TIMES WHERE TOWARDS YOU I BECOME NUMB, 

I KNOW WITH DISTANCE A MEMORY I WILL BECOME, 

TO THE SURROUNDINGS WE BOTH HAVE SUCCUMBED, 

SOME WITH GREAT JOY AND SOME WITH NOTHING LEFT – ABSOLUTELY NONE, 

I SEE THE AIRPLANE YOU’RE IN FLYING PAST THE SUN, 

I FEEL THE TEARS RUSHING, OH GOODNESS….HERE THEY COME, 

HOW DO I PLACE MY PASSION ASIDE WHEN IT IS ALREADY OVER AND DONE?

HOW DO I REGAIN MYSELF AGAIN? HOW DO I EVER BECOME AGAIN WHOLESOME, 

PLEASANTLY I DREAM OF HOLDING YOUR HAND HOW OFTEN BACK TO MEMORIES I RUN, 

I GUESS I GATHERED UP ALL OF THOSE THOUGHTS I COULD THAT MY ARMS COULD HOLD – ONE LUMP SUM, 

RATIONING OUT AS I GO THROUGH THIS BITTER COLD THAT KEEPS ME STUNNED, 

I LOVE YOU AND AS I CRY I REALIZE I AM SPEAKING TO NO ONE, 

FOR LONG AGO YOUR HEART, YOUR EARS, YOUR SOUL, FOR ME ALL BECAME NUMB,

I KNOW IN HARD TIMES TOGETHER WE SHOULD HAVE STAYED AND TOGETHER WE WOULD HAVE WON, 

SO MANY THINGS WE COULD HAVE DONE, 

IN RETROSPECT WE STOPPED WHAT WE HAD STARTED WHEN WE HAD INITIALLY BEGUN, 

I DO LOVE YOU – EVEN THOUGH FOR ME YOU HAVE BECOME………

NUMB. 

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