"Perhaps" (with "Freedom" being sang in the background) We never know what to do. All we do is look at each other blankly and laugh to break the silence. We try hard to destroy it. But it always returns. For we're still left not knowing what to do. We can just pretend it's not really there at all. We can converse over it, but between every rise and fall of our shrill voices, it's there waiting, it's there haunting. Perhaps we'll just have to live with it from here on out. Perhaps we can just stop trying. Stop trying at all. All we are is energy. All we are doing is wasting ourselves to nothing. All we're doing is wowing and wooing a crowd or world of something unexplainable. Something so afraid of everything and anything. Afraid of the oppression they're committing, afraid of their own injustices. Afraid to go outside and live or love a life so full of potential. But now so full of saddness. So pushed passed the barriers. Well perhaps I'm not going to stand for that anymore. Perhaps I'm going to change it all. Change it all back to beauty. Sometimes those comments sink skin deep. Sometimes it stays forever. And forever's a long time. Sometimes you can't change the past. Sometimes we're left here to wait for an apology, a death. Is that all we're living for? Slashed open and waiting to heal. Miserably transcending each day, passing to the next, only to die tomorrow. Simply live a split second of incoherence, as everything we know is ripped to shreads. And no one knows us any longer. But perhaps we don't have to go on like this anymore. Perhaps there's still time to live. To live and mean it. [back to lyrics]