Hey Tired Man I See You Walk Alone.

The Wrinkles On You Face, A Map

Of All Your Pain

Your Expression Becomes An Open Book

Of Time, Filled With Pages Of Forgotten Hopes.

Good Intentions, Regret, Disillusion With

Life, Animosity, Unbridled Purity.

All These Things I Swear I See

And Your Eyes Tell Me All You Could Never Be.

So Many Times I've Stared

Into The Eyes Of The Young, The Old.

The Lonely And The Wise.

Just To Find A Glimpse Of All I

Have Not Seen

Just To Find Some Peace For My

Jaded Made.

Don't Wanna Live My Life By

The Second Hand Of A Clock That's

Long Since Past Me By

You Say I've Got To Stay In Line

We'll Your Line Is Going Nowhere And

So Are You.

Choices Decisions Made Smokin' Away

The Pain Inside

Sit Back And Watch It All Go By

We Could Never Find The Peace

Of Mind We Need

We Hid It All Away For Another Day

Sit Back Everything's Gonna Be Alright.

Rivers Of Pain Map Your Agin'

Skin Your Expression A Journal

Of Where You've Been

All Your Dreams And Your Chances Lost

You Walk Along That Dotted Line

Do You Remember A Time

When You Used To Dream?

Do You Remember A Time When

You Used To Live?

All Your Dreams And Chances They're

All Gone.

So You Gave It All Away Unable

To Say All You Wanna Say

Look At You Now - Turned Our To Be

Face Of Misery

Look At You Now A Rottin Apple's All I See.