Curling under cotton wool and humming
tunes only James recognizes is golden...

A skelf pierces my brittle skin as we sit
cross-legged on the corroded floorboards...

We eat cherries together,
squatting like birds among the branches...

You always had that special gift,
A true talent: making people laugh...

I always thought that my heart could take
Any single thing that was sent its way...

Young angels play among us,
With a song inside their heart...

Feathers dance among the dirt
a decaying night of faithless words...

You were a bad boy from the beginning;
A rebel without a cause...

A different person, I was to become
An emotionless wreck feeling nothing but numb...

You take my hand first. You wrap your long fingers...
Holding on to each other tightly, you stand behind...

You've always said my presence shone as bright as...
Dancing to that midnight lament, as they sparkle...

Out of sight, out of mind;
You were the sin that ruled my life...