No I am not happy
This lament grows so old
So cold, so fast
Time slips through my fingers
And I watch helplessly
Moving to take my place
And crawling back
My heart can't take
Any more of this
Pay my fee for the ferry
And cross to the other side
The boatman's bony fingers
Reach out to touch mine
My debt pulls me back
To the light, opens my eyes
To the blindness of what I have become
A fiend, a fiend
To hurt others like I have
Been hurt
My heart will never let you in
I'm afraid you'll have to realize
The folly in your struggle
I'm afraid I'll have to realize
The truth inside my lies
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