So I find myself and what I became   Having nowhere else to lay the blame   The darker side of me in my discovery   The shadow and the frame are indeed the same      Does the taste for truth disappear with you?   Are my efforts all but wasted fruit?   The promise of my prime fading on the vine   But falling days indeed the seeds of time      And so we're losing this life we live   [Incomprehensible] but beautiful      The promise of my prime fading on the vine   But falling days indeed are the seeds of time   So I find myself and what I became   Having nowhere else to lay the blame      The shadow and the frame perfectly remain   The shadow and the frame are indeed the same