You fall and you fall, eventually you get up. 
It hurts like [bad word] but brings you to life.

I didn't see [bad word] the end of all that was. 
Just lived the lie that what brings you rest cannot 
hurt you. It was summer and I hoped for more 
than [bad word] this place brings. All I got was 
emptiness that still haunts me. I lost a part of 
me and I lost my way but the pictures stayed 
to follow me to bed. What I'll see tonight I won't 
see ever again.

There is no lighthouse or landmarks to guide me 
through. Your stories they are beautiful but they 
won't bring me back. There is no route written 
that I can take or someone that I can follow. Your 
stories they are beautiful but these troubled waters 
I have to cross alone.

I try to hang on to the things that I know I used to, 
used to care for and the people that I know that I 
love. It goes some of the time but sometimes life 
just treats you too hard. When they find your body 
drifting to land at least you tried to find your way 
back home.