ride

This song keeps playing in my head (or at least this part of it);


Dust has settled on my frame of mind,
misunderstood prices paid blindly for your sins,
remedies and resolutions unreachable from here,
past the point of solution.

But inside your eyes there's nothing left to see,
just a dull reflection of what i use to be ,
no more us just me and just you and just things that aren't true,
there's no more tolerance in me no patience no understanding...