And so I talked again
To the stars last night.
Because there is no one to talk to.
And though they are just balls of fire,
They still made me feel better.
For when the grey walls
Start to fall down...
Be careful what you wish for
For even beautiful roads has a ditch.
There is a burden in truth
For honesty has a price to pay.
So I am waiting and still is...
For truth to come and set me free.
