Telepathic Butterflies A Final Word
I only tell you things you knowAnd never question those
you don't
The demons in my mind won't rest
And in my conscience lies their nest
I passed the point of no return before it time to say
A final word to whom the fancy few might well have been
I only mention this for now there's nothing left to say
The reasons of my own departure had been always mine
to gain
Go with the flow it seems to know
The time it takes to soothe the soul
We'll walk for days familiar ways
Beyond the neon streets we've paved
I passed the point of no return before it time say
A final word to whom the fancy few might well have been
I only mention this for now there's nothing left to say
The reasons of my own departure had been always mine
to gain
Rest your eyes until you feel the urge to see
Nothing passes by of interest while you sleep
