All alone I sit and think,

my eyes just flutter shut that way.

back into the darkness of the past

where I go and hide away.

I don't belong in this time or place,

though I'm never really here to stay.

the past is what I want

the past calls me today

not the roaring of the ocean

but the waves of calmer days

the present holds no future here

the past just holds all of the lies

Of the present that awaits me

then the city waits and dies

the past is what I want

the past calls me today

not the roaring of the ocean

but the waves of calmer days

as I sit here and pray

I am transferred to the day

the day when everything was calm

and everything was here to stay

now nothing is as it seems

nothing is what it was

I am destined to the gloom of the ever-present past.