CloseTheWorld.txeNehTnepO

Tell me what is taking place, cause I can't seem to find a trace;
guess it must of have got erased somehow. Probably 'cause I always forget
everytime someone tells me their name. It's always gotta be the same.
You know, I always stay up without sleeping and think to myself:
“Where do I belong forever? In whose arms, the time and place?”
When you're all alone in the lands of forever lay under the milky way;
on and on, it's getting too late out... I'm not in love this time, this night.
Can't help it if I space in a daze, my eyes tune out the other way,
I may switch off and go in a day dream. In this head my thoughts are deep,
but sometimes I can't even speak. Would someone be, and not pretend?
I'm off again in my world.