Before we dug up the dirty past
Taking us back to a time
we tried so hard to forget
So we could keep on going
Before our worlds collapsed
We can no longer close our eyes
for demons that are about to rise
Voices from way back
which we kept quiet for so long
Are creeping up on us
Just past the horizon
As much as we try to hide
from our feelings deep inside
There is no escaping yourself
You have to carry you
through heaven and hell
(But you decide where you end up)
– ARM
Annies diary 