And so is this Christmas?

What can we do?

We are far away from our hearts. Where're they? Why? There's no reason or just because there's no explanation. And if you cannot explain, it's because it's already explained.
You think we play with words, but we have been playing with our own faith. Words failed. Now there's nothing left. We want to born over new: vanish from this being we have turned into.
Will time give us a second chance?
Time after time. Over and over again. And all mistakes go on, and on, and on... Will we have the strength to keep on without turning back?


Oh, my beloved friends, it's time to say goodbye.