[Music & lyrics: D. Ott]

A face with no emotion

Lost in the television's glow
He's slipping into darkness
Not far from comatose


With a bottle in his left hand
A cigarette in his right

He's drowning out the echo
Of voices in the night


Through the conversation
The old me drifts away
Hiding from the moment

I long for yesterday

I hear your voice so distant

Calling out my name
If only I could answer
If we were still the same.


Oh, but we've changed


So what am I supposed to do
And what am I to say?
I feel a bit more paralyzed

With every word you say

And what about the change you want

How can I succumb?
When everything you want to do
Leaves me awfully numb

Awfully numb

Stay for a moment

Stay for while
Join in on this masquerade
Filled with regret and denial

We are kindred spirits,
Though parallel lines
Running off in different directions

Never to entwine

No way to rewind

We can't turn back time

So we avoid the subject

Our communication strained
Sheltered in the small talk
We wait for the other to change


But the song remains the same.


So what am I supposed to do
And what am I to say?
I feel a bit more paralyzed

With every word you say
And what about the change you want
How can I succumb

When everything you want to do
Leaves me awfully numb
Awfully numb


A face with no emotion
Lost in the television's glow

He's slipping into darkness
Not far from comatose