Don´t talk it up,
Don´t play it down,
Describe the moment when the lights went out.
Pronounce the feeling,
Define the sound,
But just be sure: it´s over now.

I´ve got to leave this time; it´s the scene of a crime,
Never been one to read the signs.
Because the face of truth is too sheer to climb –
And it´s too late to believe in.

I can´t just walk away,
Every step leads back to you,
But what else can I say
When there´s nothing left but…?

Now waking-up,
Is breaking down,
The very fabric of life worn-out,
Vilified,
Cast in doubt,
The vibrant colours she disavowed.

I can´t walk away…