Temple 8 - Confessions of an Old Soul pt. ii lyrics

The fog on the street tonight Reminds me of that time of waiting Just after d**h 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