My grib is surely slipping
slowly - I begin to lose my hold
what held us together
now enforces the distance and keeps us
growing cold

Slowly I recognize how much I lost...
What it means to me - it never meant the
same to them
such behaviour - don't know what I'm trying to defend
I only wanted - to make things last
so how could this have gone - so fast?

Slowly ... I recognize how much I lost ...
... but am I willing to take the cost?

And so it goes
the story - will soon end itself
obligations to nothing
No allegiance to no one else
it's gonna be over
before you know it - it is gone
it is gone
gone!