I've been here before, but I can't seem to place it.
what good is it for? I hardly remember.
did I walk on down this blinding road?
falling & tumbling. what good is it for?
Through hazy days we wonder, our seperate ways we ride.
Like legions left assunder, behind the shades we hide.
I've been here before...a time of embraces.
what good is it for? I'd love to surrender.
Did I slide on down this blinding road?
Slip-slide away now, but I can't say what for.
