Time (Again) for the Golden Sunset

I used to be indecisive

But now ... I'm not so sure

There's little sign of feeling

When you look into their eyes

The politician's sighing

That nothing's going wrong in our world tonight

Nothing ... (we don't understand)

There's no point in speaking

“Help me if you can”

Is this a retribution to compensate for a lack of understanding?

I think we should pretend

That nothing's going wrong in our world tonight

Nothing ... (we don't understand)

And I'm doing the best that I can

Am I locked up forever in a picture of despair?

I've put my spirit onto paper and into words

I've opened my eyes and I've realised

Who I really am

I thought I loved you but I think I must be wrong

There's another feeling in my heart

This sense of pride is silencing my sorrow

I find it hard to come alive

When I'm hollowed out ... from the inside