it takes just a degree to break,
that circle we had never wished to run...
but it is all that we've lost now,
and it is all that we could've ever won...
a man wise to me, hath once said,
the most trying sixty seconds of life,
are best spent when you still run...
but who knows it for the truth,
it could well be a sadist's pun...
now the one life as I've known it,
has been black and white in only,
the blurry pictures of us then...
we live in the grey space for now,
and we'll leave one morning's day,
but let the answer come to when...
