Getting older changing gears
Days move into weeks, months into years
Going home becomes a holiday affair

Losing my breath more each time I climb those stairs
A blander image now fills my aging face
Dawn to dusk, the colours stay the same

I'm a single pixel on the movie screen
Just a splinter on life's wooden beam


But I can't lose hope
And If I hold this rope
It will take me further down this road

I've been turning roses into stone
And this weight shatters my bones
But if I could see you

I might just make it through

This island drinks to gain retreat

But I just drink to help me sleep
Sit with old friends and our favorite past times
Hoping tomorrow the writer will give us other lines

Being alone is an eternal bind
And it tears me apart to leave you behind
Savoring nothing except a strangers kiss

And as I sing my pain no one will ever notice
No one will ever notice..


I'm never going back, I'm never going back alone.