Chapter 2 - The Time II
What are we that were under a time alone as we speak within? Why must it be that we known it was that way? As we cannot see the picture why, why am I that sad to see the picture after years later? As we can't see that easily, where was the energy of life as we spoke this out loud? Why are we that sad as always as we understand this late hour? Why must it be that we see nothing, but the lies underneath it? Why are we that sad as we figured as always? What are we as we said earlier in time?
Could this be... the end of time? But how and why though must it be this way?
Why are we that sad as we figured out the case why? Why are we that sad as always? Why are we that sag to see them gone as we figured out in the end why? Are we to assure that we cannot go back in time as promise? Why though must it ended so sooner than that? Could this be the end so soon? Are we to assume that we are within a world full of strangers and might of will and in trust? How can we survive as we fallen into the times of life and justice of our own?
Is it that obvious in time why?
Why are we that sad to see the light at home in the end of time and space within a world that wasn't implied as such from the beginnings of early birth? Are we that sad to seek the parts at straight lines as we say goodbye more than ever? What is the case and why?
Why though? Why are we that sad as always? Can we see the parts on straight lines after all we've been through our lives together? Are we that sad as always? Why are we that sad as always in our hearts?
As we say no more, why must it be the end as we know it would be? Why are we that sad as we know it would be? Why are we that sad to see the outcome as we say no more than to remained in stillness and homeless rights alone? As we configured it through life and justice, why are we that sad to see the outcome at fault and in trust within the standards of life as well? Why are we? Are we that sad as we figured as always? What are we saying? What are we saying through this all?
Why are we that sad to see nothing, but the lies as always? Are we assuming that this could be the end as always?
Are we that sad as always? Why are we that sad as always? Are we lost in time? Are we lost in time as we figured it would be? Why are we that sad as always? As we cannot imply why so, are we to assume the rights after wrongs and trials within the case why? Why are we that sad as we say it was the end? Why are we that sad as we figured we should be?
Why are we sad? Are we that sad as always in lifetime? Why though? Are we gone as always? Why though? Why must it be that way though? Are we that unsure as always? Why are we that sad as always?
Why are we that sad as we cannot say why? As we cannot say why, why are we that sad as we figured in the end of time and space? Why must it be this way in the end of time? How can this be? How can this be in the end as well? Why are we as well? As we figured in the end, why are we that gone as well? Why are we?
Why are we that sad as always? Why are we that sad as we cannot say why? Why are we that sad as we can't preferred itself as always? As we cannot say why, why are we that sad to live another lifetime afterwards? As we cannot say why, why are we that sad as we figured alone? Why though? Why must it be so? Why though alone?
Why must it be in the end? Why are we that sad in the end of time and space? As we figured, why are we that sad to seek the truth within why? Why are we that sad to see the truth inside my heart? As we say no more, why are we that sad to seek the truth underneath the truth within the time? Why are we that sad as always? Could this be the end of time? Why as always?
Why are we that sad as usual? Could this be the very end as we figured out it should be? Why though as we figured the truth in the end of time? Why must it be this way as always? Why must it be as we cannot turn back in time why? Who are we and why so? Could this be the end of time and space as we know it? As we cannot see why, why are we that sad to see them ourselves?
Why are we that sad as we cannot find a way to see why so? As we figured out why, why are we that sad as we figured out how come? Why are we that sad to see the world over sea and water above the lands? Why are we that sad as always? As we cannot see why, why are we that sad as usual? As we cannot turn and wondered this out, here maybe a way to see the light after all. Just by saying so after years later. Saying it counts otherwise through thick and thin.
Why are we afraid to see the outcome of life and space in the world beyond? Are we to assume that we are within a land of hope as we say so? Why are we as we cannot say why so? Just believe in yourself and don't say we... aren't that special why.