I don’t know where we’ve been, my love   It feels like I woke up from a nightmare   There wasn’t horrid events or death   But a disconnection leaving us so bare   Looking into your black pools   Only a trace of the one I revere   I’ve got to get us through this maze   I’ve got to raze the fear      Why? We ask ourselves   Why? We don’t know why   We hold ourselves hostage and demand the highest ransom   And why do we find ourselves hurting the ones that we love?      I hate this pit in my stomach   Wish it would go the hell away   You tell your cell to think of something else   And yet it perpetually stays   It gets so stale when you dwell in that well   Personal hell ~ I fell, wanna yell to the sky:   Why?   Does it feel like we’re all gonna die?      Why? We ask ourselves   Why? We don’t know why   We hold ourselves hostage and demand the highest ransom   And why do we find ourselves hurting the ones that we love?      Copyright 2002 Beau Phillips