Don't try to find the answer when there ain't no question here
Won't do no good to hold no seanse what's gone is gone and you can't bring it back around won't do no good to hold no searchlight you can't illuminate what time has anchored down honey I've gone away
My feel for you boy is decaying in front of me like the carrion of a murdered pray And all I want is to save you honey (Or the strenght to walk away.)
