Show me the year it was -
I'll show you the seventeen it wasn't,
And the eternity it never will be, that follows.
Show me the memories - 
I'll show you the smiles forgotten,
And the shattered illusions, broken fragments.
Show me the point in living - 
And I will cut my throat on it!
Don't you know everyone's dying?
                                   It's all the rage.
Recognise the sound of crying?
                  Where's the pain?
Show me.
Flood my eyes with information.
Uncage the mind.
Don't say you know me!
Show me!
Love's not only blind,
          But deaf, dumb, bloody-minded, half-insane
And crying in a dark alley.
Don't say the truth is hidden!
Show me where to find it!