No one hears you,
when your by yourself and scream out loud...

This creeping illness has it over me.
I'm pretty damn close to a symphony...

Strangers can linger in your life for a moment.
They can make a difference in your train of...

Surrender.
And breathe on the hope for those who do not...

How often do you see it,
a straight line in someones life...

I hate this world and it hates me,
I don't know what I need to be...

As I lay in bed that night,
it was as dark as black charcoal...

Rise up from some depths below,
years of time there, left to mellow...

It burns and boils inside me,
it's a drug...

In the darkness,
in the rain...

I am a udelle,
my faith in you, exotic and roberta...

Sitting in this room,
with nothing but stained walls...