Your broken
I know...

My arms are open wide
waiting to surround you...

When you fall down
Im right behind you...

Whats the point
of exsisting...

Tears roll down my face
and I rock back and forth...

September 11, 2001 -- New York
A morning like any other...

Im dead
gone...

Im drowning
Im alone...

Goodbye
No tomorrow...

Looking around it seems
easy to say...

You all think
I’m so strong...

Alone in this world...
Left to fight...