Blank spaces. Blank moments. Hours, days.
What's happened while I was gone? ...something's changed and I'm ... confused.
Im scared. What do I do? What did I do?
Forgiveness isn't tossed around an awful lot anymore, I guess I ran out of chances while I was running through the past.
We're all running from something. Im running from myself, and I don't think I'll ever get away.
Something's happened...?