Temple 8 — Confessions of an Old Soul (Pt. II) lyrics

Lyrics

The fog on the street tonight
Reminds me of that time of waiting
Just after death
Dark
With lights in the distance
Well aware of the others around me
Yet I was alone and at ease
Silence
Ah, to be free and away
From the hustle and bustle
Of the material world
But I knew I would have to return here
Again
So here I am for the umpteenth time
Filling empty pages with ornaments
Of rhyme
Every time I promise myself
That I will not forget my past
But I always do
I only remember the times in between
The waiting
In the mist