Testo di An Epitome of Emptiness

Deep inside this mind, there's nothing to be found Shivering solitude and absence of reason, light and sound Washed up remedies putting pieces back together Empty bordeaux glass on the table with this letter I look at the paper, think about the closing line Should I send it inscribed or just remove the last rhyme God how I hope you called, just to give me a chance But I do know that it's probably too much to ask No, no - I didn't want to know No - I didn't need to know The truth about the only lie I did nothing so wrong There's no For me Two go