When the life inside no doubt has died
And youve turn your head away
You tried to pay, but at the end of the day, its you again, alone

Alone, confined -- the mess in your mind
When you cant relate to them
Youve reaped and sown, but little is known by those who arent alone

Why should a man learn not again what he has learned before?
Hes overcome but must succumb to what hes living for

He tried and tried -- all those survived -- he missed, hes fallen short
The little known, his heart of stone, will make him feel alone