my whole world inside a shoebox   the sacred place i shield my dreams   old letters and a couple photographs   fractures of an idealized used-to-be   i'll hide this disappointment somewhere i won't dare to go   where poison comes to wash away   all those feelings we'll never get to know   explore the meanings of goodbyes   and that all real things come to an end   is it worth trying to bring back to life   the story we've killed slowly?      i try so hard to understand your doubts   the ones that crash down my heart   it's alright, i know   those same doubts might also be tearing you apart   i will believe that you'll never forget what i meant to you   that you won't ever see me as no one, someone   something to forget      the town with all our landmarks   is stormed by a parade of sympathy   take the road back to black and white   and find a place where the stars have disappeared   to break the ilussion i once thought   we could call future plans   no last dance, just silence   and promises of a life never lived   did we get lost, get numb, get tired   of all that once seemed magic?   is it worth trying to bring back you and i, again   the way we once were?      it's alright, it's alright   it's going to tear you apart