The candle wax from the ceiling of my mind
trickles down the walls...

Kiss me like the stars are falling tonight
your lovely scent will be my last breath...

-*- The first two stanzas are about one person...
Your words are stale, they're no longer clear...

Vultures claiming they love you,
Away goes your heart and gold...

My soul follows the line traced by yours;
my nose can taste the touch of your emotions...

I'm a mass of confusion
having nothing to say...

Living with this ball-and-chain
I'm just a burden to society...

You remind me of a pause in my favorite song
where the music is gone, and the voices are swept...

It's coming back to haunt me,
sneaking up behind my back...

My pretty pistol, you're pointed right at my heart
I'm ready for the trigger to do it's part...

I'm just speaking from the deepest
cave in my heart...

I want to hear the thunder
I want to taste the rain...