Maybe it's just heaven nOr maybe just vacation nTo escape the gun nTo escape what we've become nMaybe it's just written nIn the sympathy of the sun nFollowing is forbidden nForbidden is what I've become nBlind footsteps nDamages nTime pieces nDamages nYou've done nI'm sending all these things to you nI'm telling all my friends about you nI hope it makes things clear for you nI hope it makes things easier nSo much easier