By design de Rites Of Spring

Time heals all wounds they say but the self-inflicted won't
just fade away - and in these shifting tides of blame why
are you suprised to see your name? it's such a drag,
time got the best of you, things you gave you say were
taken, explanation piled over excuse.
and so the story goes
but by your own design
and if you look to me to find you
then my eyes will pass right through
believe me i had wished, we could have avoided this
please don't ask me to explain all the things that caused
your pain - i only want you to realize, passivity
equals compliance - let it slip right through your
hands become the victim of other's demands.