When the church bells tolled
and your body bruned...

Your words fly overhead,
carried by the wind that is your breath...

On that day
the sun glinted on loves eye...

On that day
the sun glinted on loves eye...

This mirror is broken,
It must be cracked...

I walk towards the concrete world.
Where colds truths wait...

Under the bright night stars,
in cool clear mist...

In the memory of my mom:
My angel in the sky...

In the rain I stand,
clear blue knife in hand...

In the night
I lie awake...

I want to go home,
but its no longer what I've always known...

I hope that you smile to yourself,
when you think of the times you hurt me...