Lethe flows inside our minds dividing two far coasts, Its waters are the tears that fall as someone mourns his loss. If someone's right then someone's wrong - it's rule you can't ignore. Sometimes we cry 'cause one more friend is lost to meet no more...
The sense of loss and one more scar will form small blunting pain - Too hard to just forget about, too usual to complain. It's no big deal, 'cause "time will heal" - you know it from your past. The river's deep and so we keep to sink in what we trust.
The balance is so frail to keep it from the winds of change. One step can bring you into eye of storm of human rage, Another step can take you back into your Neverland. Sometimes we cry 'cause this world is too hard to comprehend...
All alone, I'm pleading for silence Just to hear my voice here inside, How it burns the bridge between islands, Then it's gone and left me behind...