maybe they are-
but about the version i once knew
that had yet not learn how to betray someone
you probably think my infidelity caused you hurt
but what is there to mourn when you were never present?
and the one i love now can't even read the signs
in the end i'm on a same boat, no matter which shores i decide
there were no longer sunny days
the clouds had covered my sense of clarity
november's fog was getting too strong
that i drowned and you never again found me
