Cause we may never be able to grow as fast as we need

She was there and she saw more than everyone else. Because her eyes were always too deep.
She was a story that no one wanted to listen, a painting that no one wanted to look.
And so, she was dissapearing. Step by step, more and more away from reality.
All the things are born and dead inside of her. Nothing ever comes out, nothing ever comes in.
But in the end, she was like everyone of us. We are all lost. We are all blind.
And we mmay never be able to grow as fast as we need.
And the time may take everything we ever wanted.
But if we keep on, just holding on
we may be able to stay until it's all over
and we may see the very first dawn
where all the things are born again
where we will all be dead
and may born again.