The rain. The rain's pouring down on everything I own. (It's making a mark on the people I've known.) I've got nobody, no captain to steer me. (And I'm on the other side, nobody's near me.) I see my old friends, not a nod or a wave. (Oh it's been a while since we went away.) She said, "Tonight I sleep alone like many nights before it. I know it's not the same but my conscience can't ignore it." I'm wandering around the town I used to know, it's funny how my faith is high when my morals are so low. I finally found a spirit to bring me back to base, it's not what you expected, not a gender or a race. (It always runs through my fingers. I can sit around and linger, but what the fuck will that get me?) I see my mother looking down, she gives me a smile, She says, Go ahead and live. I saw this clearly now, that I'm not the one. I've drawn out all my faults, and I blamed myself. I took away my time, the anger melts away.