Postscript 歌词

Subtle institution Keeping you in check Silent retribution Feelings left unsaid Sentiments discarded Bridges must be burned Your sudden disappearance Follows your concern Why are you turning away? Saving reputation Confidence restored Meaningless directives Where is your reward? Why are you turning away? Why has it all been erased? Turn away if there will be no understanding Turn away if that's the way you really feel You can mike it first I'd rather make it real These ashes scattered so you can find reprieve Four yellowed secrets are your remnants of me. Postscript