A cool weight that surrounds my hands
Just a little water in these poisoned lands...

The imagined choir sings
Its groaning...

My hair is wet from the rain
The water caressing my skin...

November 24th...
It is done. It is finally over, and she didn't...

As we stand with choices weighed
Feeling lost and left, betrayed...

Demons en masse
Locked in absolution...

Too damn tired, just waiting for you
Been too long guess I can't wait...

I've been stood outside
Swimming in the rain...

Fire ricochets off the barriers
I struggle to hold them...

You terrify me
It scares me that you know me...

Got caught while I was spinning the wheels
So much freedom, wish I knew how that feels...

Each time you catch me as I fall
I hear an angels call...