Sitting alone on a bench
Hand pressed to his head...
Lies are like secrets
The truth is hidden...
I never thought
I'd fall...
I sit here in the evening dusk
Waiting for I don't know what...
Sometimes I feel I'm on a boat,
Floating far away...
Now that I am an older teenager
My parents are being such a drag...
A blanket of stars, covering the night.
Under the spell of the steel-white moon...
The canvas is so cracked and it bares scars of...
Memories that are dragged up from the bottom of...
It seems the pain
has become unbearable...
In the cold dark depths of dreamland.
Realm of deception and darkness...
Began the growth of a tree,
from acorn, to shoot, to root...
So full of yourself, you think you are so cool.
I see you as nothing more than a fool...