00:29 - More Alive Than Today

And why are there tears for the words gone before, When I'm not even sure if they're true anymore? What cause should I have to look back with disdain, To a much bleaker time, when all written was pain? In a long-gone child-winter, a child to thaw Laid blank in the Sun, not child anymore. And now that your face is a stranger today, And stranger acquaintances got in the way, There's not any sadness, there's not even pain, Just a wholeness... or numbness... They both feel the same.