the need to know gives a strange reaction
the need to know kills my soul, my passion
when will I know, just how far this goes
I feel the glow of a man whose tasted loss
fail each time, strong in mind
turn each page that you wrote
now and then you`ll see me there always pale with despair
the safe release bears no threat or danger
the tide is weak, but may welcome strangers
this joy it seems maybe just a dream
a soul unclean, like a man whose tasted woe
fail each time, strong in mind
harbour tales of your woe
now and then you`ll see me there always pale with despair
fail each time, strong in mind
turn each page that you wrote
now and then you`ll see me there always pale with despair