• Enigmatic dust surrounds you
    In a metallic hue, reflecting the moon.
    I need to help you and try to get along
    But it doesn't really help me if you don't tell me what's wrong.
    Instead I run in circles, wasting my time
    Just trying to figure out what's going on in your mind
    But I don't find the answers, so I'm forced to retreat
    From the heat, the concrete streets, and the defeat.
    In the midst of retreat I decide to turn around
    From the pain and sorrow of the day, and I found
    The dust that surrounded you is going away
    And it depletes more the farther that I stay
    So I guess that I was just no help to you at all
    I get closer by pushing away...



    I get closer by pushing away....