No, no need to plead,
And you won’t read, and I can’t see,
Any reason to yell is deceased,
Writing careless notes on dirty walls looking for peace.
How bitter, bitter river tears,
Have turned into, joyful reflection shedding fear,
Oh I cry all the time, purifying my soul,
And loneliness doesn’t call anymore,
No reason to ask you, to hear my name,
Writing for you, a foolish game,
I’m buried underneath, piercing noise,
When you want tranquility, arms open never closed.
