Shades of grey fall and fade
Dreams lost nightmares made...

The living rooms dark
The living rooms fun...

The tricker
Is a... something...

Now that he's dead
The river runs red...

I wish I could and if I would
I’d make this go away...

Sweet salvation
Is a place that I haven't seen for a while...

Weightless upheld in the ether
I’m sick of waiting...

Carve me a smile my creator
Give me a warm loving grin...

Watching a bare tree
And the rope that hangs from it...

There is a colour that I no longer seem to see
There is a chain I wear whenever I am free...

The path still calls me
The dark forest and the heart tree...

I stand and I wade through it
The sites and sounds of a torn psyche...