To reparate the cost, give back everything I lost.
Or should I say, “just go away, I never want to see your face again”?
The door, it opens. I step into the sunlight, and aah…the feeling of freedom.

There is I star I look at every night I’m able.
But every night the clouds cover the sky, or when I have obligations that keep me inside.
The world seems to crumble around me;
But every time the seasons change, it only takes awhile,
And in the end, I’m better off, thinking of things that are more important anyway.

Days pass me by, and turn into weeks, into months, into years,

And I am quick to forget all the things that have built up my life, and brought me to where I am now. I feel so far-gone                                                  from so many people that I had once grown up to love.
I’ll never forget, but it’s time I was chipped off the block, so I can start living again.