Rise, rise my Love
Rise from the dead...

My thoughts are haunting -
Not so kind...

There is no need
To worry about her...

Walking down the street one night
A shadow crossed my path...

I have pictures of you
All over my wall...

I've been asked
Many times what goes on in my mind...

Every time I look into your eyes
I still see something there...

I have blood and dirt
Caked in my hair...

"Get out of the car!"
He demanded, holding a gun to her head...

All our actions have consequences.
All our doings have results...

I watched you from outside,
Putting your hands all over her...

Follow the little paper boat
Down to the sewer drain...