| Dissident | |
| What kind of path was it? | |
| The borders to this place, | |
| So far from that first kiss, | |
| To this emptiness | |
| How did all our trust | |
| Fall down between the cracks? | |
| Can we ever comprehend | |
| How it came to that? | |
| Baby, baby, dry your eyes, | |
| Guess it wasn't meant to be | |
| I can only rationalize, | |
| See you in another life, | |
| When all is turn to grey, | |
| We'll be born again as birds, | |
| Learn how to fly away. | |
| Life won't be so absurd | |
| Last time you held me near, | |
| The memories made me free, | |
| Through emotions absently, | |
| In a parody. | |
| As we lay side by side, | |
| The water rushes in. | |
| Seems like a bridge too far, | |
| Beyond the place we rear | |
| Baby, baby, dry your eyes, | |
| Guess it wasn't meant to be | |
| I can only rationalize, | |
| See you in another life, | |
| When all is turn to grey, | |
| We'll be born again as birds, | |
| Learn how to fly away. | |
| Life won't be so absurd. |