I missed everything.
Oh heaven, please help me, help me from falling back again.
In hibernation, a century of loneliness.
So I stay at home in my own world, and I kiss it all goodbye.
Life never seemed so elegant but so trite.
No love, no loss, there is only air.
I feel no pain, there is only here.
But this shall be the end of endless sleep.
I must stay awake.
It’s been far too long, yeah?