Last night, I remember in that dark and lonely time. People who traveled on my life’s mainline. I have seen these things before, learnt to cry the bitter tears. Learnt to forget the pleasures, learnt to expect the fears. Last year, I remember in that dark and lonely time. Friends and lovers freed of your demons. Last night, I remember in that dark and lonely time. No more harming. No more pantomime. I have traveled this path before, seen both the good and the bad. Seen the nights through all alone, learnt to expect the sad. I have said these things before but have done them all again. I never seem to learn, I always get the pain. Get the pain.