I decide to listen to the voices in my head
Strange hallucinations I avoid
The people and the places, the living and the dead
Can I find some truth within the noise?
It gets cold and it gets lonely
Gets you down inside
When it's evening and I wander off
It's a long dark ride
Now I'm very conscious of the voices in my head
They multiply and amplify the fear
I can play the victim or get on with life instead
By finding resolution as they clear
We've had our final conversation
I remember that
Understand me: it's a long way back
If I decide to listen