My impulses are closing in
Like the sound of crashing waves
Feeling as though I've been asleep up to this point
No matter who tries to stop me
This emptiness must be satiated
No matter who cries
I can't be sentimental when my heart is dry
I've overcome despair many times
And drunk up what was within my reach
Criticize, despise, throw the first stone
I've accepted that this is my happiness
So don't reprimand those who long
For something to cure disdain
You of all people should know...
When you try to accustom people to crying...
They smile
When you try to decieve by holding back...
They trust again
Tomorrow, warm rain will fall
On the sands of this path I tread
And I'll leave new imprints
