The tarot card flipped over in her hand
Turning around
She said, 'Look at what you have become, my friend'
Leaves on the ground
'Doubt is the beginning not the end,
Stop cursing the darkness'
'Look at what you can become, my friend'
But he had already gone
These days have gone
Over and over again
These days will come
Over and over again
Please stay with me
Over and over again
Give to me some time and let me breathe
Lost in the sound
I'm finding something new in my relief
These days all behind us
Look at what we have become, my friend
This suffering will bind us to the end
These days have gone
Over and over again
These days will come
Over and over again
Please stay with me
Over and over again