and so, gradually, I'm trying
(do you know how hard?)
to integrate the past with now

I don't believe in fate
there's no forgiveness
there must be something more

I'm convinced
regardless of all the times
they said that I should forget everything
that I can do anything
but now I'm not so sure

this broken scene with me above you above me
I feel broken
didn't you hear me?

the basement floods
and all the magazines are wet
what's left to salvage?