"how nice it is to disappear
to have a vanishing act"

Lou Reed

Virtues left alone
Away from the misteries of light
No one to talk to of your
Instants of sorrow.
Shining bright so bright
Hiding inside someone's dreams
In the between of all the means
Nothing to stand for
Going alone on your own

Acting like a ghost
Caught in the act of running away
Timeless feelings left alone.