There, just at the end of your strained vision, a...
And in that moment of seeing, an impossible choice...

The hallways were different at this time of...

I've got windblown hair
and you've got cloudy eyes...

Lookin at these broken tatters
seems like my wings don't matter anymore...

Life was flying by, and I,
I was just hanging on...

Streaming across my face like
whispering tassels of wind...

Locked away in a box
that i keep hidden behind my heart...

...pain
is not always visible...

Just for this moment
i've found myself again...

White dress, white lace
tattered and worn...

Tonight is a night for secrets and stories
and perhaps...

The sky thickens
and the stars pour through...