If we don't try,
We will never fly high...

In the mists of the night,
There he sits to write...

In the middle of the night,
Theres a bloody fight...

I have caused to much hurt,
I made you feel like dirt...

Its just so hard to say,
I dont know what to think...

When you need them the most,
They'll always be close...

He sits there, cold.
He has no gold...

There was a cat,
Who was a bit of a brat...

I hate all the lies!
Its just a disguise...

Creeping in the darkness,
They stalk you...

I have screwed up.
I have cried...

You can hear the water,
As it closes in on you...