8 months down the road Barely an inch between Sense of nostalgia Hardly an exchange No longer part of the ring I used to belong No longer able to listen Without thinking At the end of the day Barely a mark on my skin Of what has been Or what could be 8 months down the road Still having to go on There's no ending to This abhorrent journey And you said you knew

8/20/2005 03:51:00 pm;