Deleting what we've seen 
Warm fingers cold screen 
Recycling before our eyes 
We can't find surprise 

So we move on 
But it hurts 

What we've seen can't be unseen 
Immortal dreams in concrete 
Now we have a choice to make 
Do we leave, do we leave or do we stay? 

So we move on 
But it hurts 

Life goes on 

So we move on 
But it hurts