He doesn't even tell me
when he falls in love with another HER...

Riddle your mind with pieces of hope;
smoke yourself out with lies...

It's ok; I swear I'm fine.
I'm just talking to the dead again...

You breathe sweet hope upon my skin,
plucking my sisters one by one...

Joy in my heart
let the church bells ring...

Rolled out of bed
didn't want to get up...

Little girl from cherry hills,
ribbons tied around blonde hair...

A girl
such a young girl...

Maybe I'll write a thousand poems
and I can change the world...

Listen, dear reader, to the speed of sound,
silence devastating your ears...

I built a house
with walls so thick...

I'll put this smile on my face
so i can help you...