I didn't die and I ain't complaining.
I ain't blaming you.
I didn't know that the words you said to me
Meant more to me than they ever could you.
I didn't lie and I ain't saying
I told the whole truth.
I didn't know that this game we were playing
Even had a set of rules.
And must I now begin to doubt,
Who never doubted all these years?
My heart is stone and still it trembles
The world I have known is lost in shadow.
Is he from heaven or from hell?
And does he know
That granting me my life today
This man has killed me even so?
Hope is the denial of reality. It is the carrot dangled before the draft horse to keep him plodding along in a vain attempt to reach it. We should remove the carrot and walk forward with our eyes open. -- Raistlin Majere
The dancing shadows on the wall
(The two step in the hall)
Are all I see since you've been gone
(Turning, turning, turning)
Through all I sit here and I wait
(I turn to stone, I turn to stone)
You will return again some day
To my blue world