Summer fades. Winter's cold hands embrace me. When will this world need me? I've forgotten everything, everything, that's important to me. Right now I'm just holding pictures. Painting a memory of a love I used to believe, used to believe. Sitting watching it all pa** in silence; this can't be what I need. This is a winter I'll never last. This is isolation I can't stand. Beyond my thoughts there is a hope that lies within, a hope that lies within. Enthroned in isolation