Tekster: Grey Area. Fanbelt Algebra. Silence.

You must have made up your mind some time ago. The problems you were facing, something I'll never know. You made a choice that put an end to you, I guess it's what you thought you had to do. Made a choice for your own good and now I wonder if I would. Now I'm angry and I'm hurt, you left us all behind. Are you laughing now because we're still in this life? And I know its unbelievable. It wasn't time for you to die. We used to share a smile, for me to get through this, it's going to have to take a while. I look up at the sky, and I see a star, I knew that you'd go far and now we reach the end, now I'm missing you my friend.