I don’t know where we’ve been, my love
It feels like I woke up from a nightmare
There wasn’t horrid events or death
But a disconnection leaving us so bare
Looking into your black pools
Only a trace of the one I revere
I’ve got to get us through this maze
I’ve got to raze the fear

Why? We ask ourselves
Why? We don’t know why
We hold ourselves hostage and demand the highest ransom
And why do we find ourselves hurting the ones that we love?

I hate this pit in my stomach
Wish it would go the hell away
You tell your cell to think of something else
And yet it perpetually stays
It gets so stale when you dwell in that well
Personal hell ~ I fell, wanna yell to the sky:
Why?
Does it feel like we’re all gonna die?

Why? We ask ourselves
Why? We don’t know why
We hold ourselves hostage and demand the highest ransom
And why do we find ourselves hurting the ones that we love?

Copyright 2002 Beau Phillips