"Empathy", he said,
But empathy is dead.
I was nowhere, I was nowhere then.
Is that what he meant? Is this detachment?
I wouldn't know...
He splits the seams, hope's unravelling.
I was nowhere, I was nowhere then.
There are stranger places full of pretty faces,
But you never know.
"Empathy", he said,
But empathy is utterly and irreversibly dead.
But empathy is dead.
I was nowhere, I was nowhere then.
Is that what he meant? Is this detachment?
I wouldn't know...
He splits the seams, hope's unravelling.
I was nowhere, I was nowhere then.
There are stranger places full of pretty faces,
But you never know.
"Empathy", he said,
But empathy is utterly and irreversibly dead.