i am sorry
i have fallen into the company
of thieves, drug addicts and strippers
trying to replace your touch
i have walked the streets tonight
with the big cold moon
alone buildings watching, scolding
i have crouched in peepshows
losing fluids that should've been sacred
there is no religion of pain
there is no glory, no hero
in this quest
for i have lost
more than myself
i have lost
the belief in holding hands
i have seen you in a thousand daydreams
i have tried, am trying, will try
to let you alone
a promise i still keep
a flame i still kindle
a memory if will never regret
i have the broken promise
still on my tongue
this beginning
is also an ending
