When I heard your words, I looked into the darkness Someone showed up and said, come in here. In here is everything that used to be. But turn white. Your mind is closed. I replied, no. Your past is profiting. Your past is profiting. Your past is profiting. Your past is profiting. You are caught up in it. I look at you now. And you are just glancing at me. I am the wife and son of the future. So, let it just be. Let the old just fall. Like an insect, deep in the grass. Let the medal fall on your head. When I heard your words, I looked into the darkness. Someone showed up and said, come in here. In here is everything that used to be. Let it just be. Let the old just fall. Like an insect, deep in the grass. Let the medal fall on your head. Like an insect, deep in the grass.