But every night ends the same as I'm collapsing once more by your side
Finally there is clarity, this tiny life is making sense
And I tried to choke my stare at the perfection that others would kill for
As they entered and intersected the floor
Their repetition starts to thin their meaning
The words that we drive into the ground
Then everything got frighteningly still
Finally there is clarity and there is purpose after all
About the impossibility of one to love unconditionally
The differences pale when compared to the similarities they share
But all of the parts are the same on every face, few variables change