here i sit what do you want to know? who i am? what i believe? where heaven is, and what of hell? well who says i know but of crossed paths and lonely shadows, a future that sees no end to the one that you are, the pain that you feel is beyond my escape why? as you are more lost than me. i escape into a freedom of barren thought, i feel for nothing, to know, that desire can be left behind i shape my life that is words left to those that is, with only time that has past i bounce past