What memories those roads bequeath
That traverse Hounslow's dreaded heath...

I awaken to the dawn
realizing it was only a dream...

A rainbow of color
reflected on the wall...

I wonder what it would be like to just lay down...
To close your eyes and simply stop breathing...

Lost in the Labyrinth it's cold and dark.
Strange looking torches light the way...

Sitting alone in a hallway.
Hearing a noise around the corner...

I truly love you,
And I hope that you can see...

Two me in black, playin' jazz.
Tappin' their feet to the beat...

After I broke your heart,
you said we were still good friends...

Looking out a window.
I see the sun setting...

Standing in a group of old friends, feeling like I...
Standing on the outskirts, looking in...

A group of friends gathered in a field.
Waiting in anticipation...