the thought of never knowing would kill me just the same the solitary blossom reminders of a friend gone somewhere you’ve got nothing to live for you’re travelling broken you just can’t free yourself an’ all the words we’ve spoken are buried in the sand the ruptured and the broken the taste of bitter glass gone somewhere you’ve got nothing to live for you’re travelling broken you just can’t free yourself what are you saying it’s just the thought of rejection it’s pulling you deep in you just can’t free yourself your voluntary loving apologies have passed i’m coming ’round again the fragments of a reason the taste of bitter glass so what are you saying you’ve got nothing to live for you’re travelling broken you just can’t free yourself what are you saying it’s just the thought of rejection it’s pulling you deeper you just can’t be yourself 编辑于2005/01/31更新