(G. Anselmo, 2007 ChargeUp'd Inc.)       This is how it feels   when the earth is made of glass   and it breaks   trouble in the sky   when i would call you mine   till the end of you and i      Losing it all once again   to have never fell apart   if almost this never was   would it ever be again?      Would i go back,   to the last night we had   to take it all back   to hold you once in end   could i go back,   to become?      I felt this way before   but never quite so real   taking all we were   and making it surreal   underneath suspended time   anything to feel      Losing it all once again   to never have fell apart   if almost this never was   would it ever be again?      Would i go back,   to the last night we had   to take it all back   to hold you once in end   could i go back,   to become?      I felt this way, all along   for you to see