intro: the scenery[] grows and the exposed their wounds for each []other and there is a night, d[]own there.the thinking at the time. ****the prog-latin part****: repeat same repetition of verse/chorus music for last verse: this feeling?s familiar, i?ve been here before in a kitchen this quiet i waited for a sign or just somethingthat might reassure me of anything close to meaning or motion i need something i want to be close to and i scream, but i still don?t know why i do it because th (xguitar.com)