Silence. Speaking the day away without thoughts or words to say. Silence. THIS IS THE END OF THE LINE, HAVE YOUR TICKET READY. Ready to jump this train to be with you, because I don't see any other reason to waste away..every single day of my life has been devoted to you. END OF THE LINE. We're getting closer. Will this be another disaster or something, ugh, beautiful? I hide these all the time, these scars are mine alone. END OF THE TIME. I'm making a break for it just in time, but it might be too late to catch you...I'm running faster and faster...you're drifting out of sight, I can't even see the signal lights...too late...too far...too late...