Nothing left but a memory
she doesn't know this is the 21st century...

Kris,
this is gonna take some time...

Waterfalls running,
water going down the stream...

Love at last baby,
no more shall we hide like cast...

Laying here drifting between reality and sleep,
I found it hard to choose what to believe...

Rushing deeply into sleep
making sure that i wont weep...

Silently walking up the stoney path,
hearing her victim draw his bath...

Singing all day,
then going out to play in the rain...

You were everything to me until that day,
Words barely spoke until it fragmented away...

Blue light times at midnight
Just when the moon is just about to light...

Just another cry
another person wanting to die...

I am gonna put this gun,
to my head...