This is the old house we used to live in This is the space in between What is gone and what is lost Don't ask me about the value Or what it costs cause this is so out of your reach I call this agony Wherever I go It's already been here I find it hard to breathe Whatever I take up Has been taken before Everything's just an approach We can just try to get close But we won't ever come to the point And in case I let you see What it all means to me What you see will be your own reflection I call this empathy Wherever we go We go there alone I find it hard to breathe Whatever we take up Has been taken before We just try to get close to it We just try to get close to it