Because once you do you may never get found.
And it’s a dark dark road.
“If you could see me now would you recognize me?
Would you pat me on the back or would you criticize me?
Would you follow every line on my tear stained face?
Put your hand on a heart that’s as cold as the day you were taken away.”
Each day, only deeper.
And the only way out,
And for a long time it has been,
The world inside of me
Was nothing but grey.