Beyond all emotion, I can't ever reckon that we won't chew and spit each other out of the norm.   There's the cycle which I hold dear enough to rationalize the public transit,   and the howls of forgotten no ones, who would shudder to think about the truth in so many forms.   I am removed from what I've been torn.   Beyond all I imagined, I can't ever say that it was ever worth my while when it comes down to it anyway.   There's the cycle, which I hold dear enough, to rationalize the way we are so lost inside ourselves,   and lack the urge to say that it's so very dark outside.   I am contrary, so I am forced to hide   Hide   I can view you from afar, like the goddess that you are.   Pulled down by another star, and I see you from afar.   I can view you from afar, like the goddess that you are.   Pulled down by another scar, and I see you from afar.   I can view you from afar, like the goddess that you are.   Pulled down by another star, and I see you from afar tonight.