Slowly Going up a mountain,
In a plain white automobile...

Seems all the same
Yet another...

So simple
Yet so complicated...

Why do people say it is disgusting
It is as natural as birth...

Why?
Asking myself...

Out of sight
out of mind...

As I look at the grave
All I can do is pray...

The stars shine bright
The sky is clear...

BLANK SPACE
WELCOME TO THE NOTHING AREA HAVE FUN WITH NOTHING...

The darkness of it
Sends chill's down my back...

Late at night
Lost in each other's eyes...

I trusted you
My heart...