of what I once imagined was the beggining
Hello out there whoever and wherever
you are doesn't matter as long as you're there
I never quite thought that I'd be this way never
mind all the questions I'll ask when I care
If you had it to do all over again
would you be this way would you see this way
or would you pretend
that the way that you went didn't quite reach the end?
the end being near made it hard to believe
that this chance that you'd taken
had not set you free
so we're trapped in a cyclone of what we could be
if we didn't make choices to hate and deceive.