The Rumble Of The Life Outside Was

After All This, What Happened? What Happened Was That, As Soon As I Had The Slightest Chance Of A Place To Hide In, I Crept Into It And Hid. Well, Sometimes It's A Fine Day Isn't It? Sometimes The Skies Are Blue. Sometimes The Air Is Light, Easy To Breathe. And There Is Always Tomorrow.

Cold - Cold As Truth, Cold As Life. No, Nothing Can Be As Cold As Life.

She’ll Have No Lover, For I Don’t Want Her And She’ll See No Other.

Only The Magic And The Dream Are True — All The Rest's A Lie.

And Then The Days Came When I Was Alone.