Old days are over, how do you think it went? Relive the moment that brought me to be, what I am. I watch the door, as it closes more, inching further in The direction that I thought I would be, is buried beneath the soil.

I don’t want more, but I’m lookin for, the light between the ends, Under the core, the earth is made for, your brain and your body to endure Keep reaching for, what’s under the floor, and it leaves you hoping for more Release your grip, and get close to it, cuz your old day’s have ended before.

Re-read the pages, that I had wrote back then A little note that told what I should be, and who i am Not anymore, it’s not me I’m sure, that person behind the pen Someone who’s been, believing that when It’s never gonna end

I don’t need more, but I’m lookin for, the world between the ends Reach for the switch, and turn into which You never expected before Keep reaching for what’s under the floor, And it leaves you hoping for more Relax your breath, and don’t wish the end That it will not come anymore