hey, another numbing light of early morning
another pile of half-read books
nice and safe in my serene surroundings
evil smiles and empty looks
why justify why you can think at all?
i guess i'm far too safe
cry, falsify this turmoil of emotion
and you'll feel no pain, but
i'm pretty sure the sun will rise and
give me the strength to shield my eyes
from all the lights and all the lies of compromise
and i always try to understand
but looking back, it's hard to know
that you were bought and sold
for a box filled full of spanish gold
i sifted through some archives yesterday
met you in a photograph
i saw your face and simply had to look away
i know that that would make you laugh
so many things i guess i should remember
but i don't know how
so many things so easy to forget
i guess i miss you now, but
i'm pretty sure the sun will rise and
give me the strength to shield my eyes
from all the lights and all the lies of compromise
and is this a faded memory or did i see you
crawling out towards the open sea
so sad and free without me
oh, without me
i bid farewell to the faded memory