Deeper Than the Initial Promise of Luck

Nothing Heals When the Wounds Are Too Deep, Not Even an Earthquake

No Matter How Much You Try and Retry, It's the Same Old Story, a Lot of Material Things Get Useless Fast, and It's the Same Obsolete Feeling That Explodes Out of the Blue; So... What About Tomorrow?

You Must Be Dying in Your Sleep Because You've Found Out That the Moon Was Just a Hilltop, Yet We're Still Eons From the Stage to Ask Why...

Those I Have Forgotten, That's What I'll Be!