Quiet Afternoon

n this quiet afternoon our bodies barely move
 afraid of losing touch afraid of losing you
 hoping to see
 atonement in your smile
 absolution to this crime
 of disillusionment
 and I look into the void
 standing on the edge of my life
 nothing leads to nothing here
 the seasons just change
 in this quiet afternoon as our bodies barely move
 I hold you in my arms
 afraid of losing touch afraid of losing you
 no sweet delusions no hiding place in dreams
 the excitement slowly pales
 in the cold light of day
 and I stare at the scenery
 into the bowels of uselessness and grief
 nothing leads to nothing here
 the seasons just change
 and I look into the void
 standing on the edge of my life
 nothing leads to nothing here
 the seasons just change
 my sweetest one
 please understand
 I'm not a dreary man
 just out of touch
 and somewhat crushed
 under circumstances
 there was a time
 when I held my heart
 and showed it eagerly
 but very soon
 I realized
 that it's a shame
 and disability
 and now I look into the void
 into the bowels of uselessness and grief
 nothing leads to nothing here
 the seasons just change
 and I stare at the scenery
 the scenery's implying me to leave
 but nothing leads to nothing here
 nothing leads to nothing here
 nothing feels nothing
 nothing feels nothing here
 iIn this quiet afternoon
 I hold you in my arms hoping to see
 atonement in your smile
 absolution to the crime
 but nothing leads to nothing here
 the seasons just change