Rotten days
sleepless nights...

Sitting in a compfy chair
with a pen in my right hand...

Listen to the silence, it won\'t last long
soon it will be taken over by the sound of your...

I have no where to turn
i'm walking a streight road...

To whom is the sunlight given. for whom does...
the patina of each life hides the subtle...

They call me crazy
they call me phsyco...

I wish i could tell people how i feel
i want something real...

If there was a way to erase you from my mind,
trust me i would have done so a long time ago...

Somewhere within this beating heart,
i sing a peaceful song...

Many times i've practiced
explaining this inside my head...

Never have i thought we\'d ever get this far,
in suspection that you\'d leave me yet still...

It's hard to live with something you know will...
Especially when that other is what your entire...