“There is a way to be good again

For you, a thousand times over

Not a word passes between us, not because we have nothing to say, but because we don't have to say anything

It's wrong what they say about the past, I've learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out

A man who has no conscience, no goodness, does not suffer

Better to get hurt by the truth than comforted with a lie”