Gymnopedie Lost

Sometimes when I stand in front of the mirror

I laugh at my self and say, 'as if anyone would love me'

doing this because I realize I want to be lonely

who could really find the time to find me

it's a race to the finish and I want to be lost off track

look here and you'll see me, my own cunning knight

the true me is hidden away at the highest tower in the castle

mankind pairs off in its journey across the stars

I walk between the galaxies in hopes no one will remember

I forgot that time was a two way river

but because of this I left behind my broken down car

too bad there isn't a mechanic for an emotionless heart

my nap-sake on my back and my thumb in the air

turning into the hick-hiker who died on love avenue

I turn around every morning and then turn back

telling my self in the mirror, 'you can never love again'

but I then realize 'It's too late, too late'