Ater all is said and done I feel the same
All that I hoped would change within me stayed
Like a huddled moon-lit exile on the shore
Warming his hands, a thousand years ago

I walk with others in me yearning to get out
Claw at my skin and gnash their teeth and shout
One of them wants only to be someone you´d admire
One would as soon just throw you on the fire

After all is said and after all is done
God only knows which of them I´ll become