I sit on my usual seat
On the tattered leather sofa...

It has taken hours,
But we are ready to be freed...

A thousand voices always
Pounding against my skull...

Staring into the lovely heat of fire
The dancing flame became the funeral pyre...

A shattered red bulb
Glistens with melted snow...

I can tell you're watching out for me,
I see you in the stars...

What if you had wings?
Would you fly...

Would you believe me
If I talked about magic...

Bright green earth beneath my feet
Grass blades slick with dew...

Scarlet
Lonely, creative, shy...

Love is just a game
If you don't play by the rules...

Do you wanna bake some cupcakes?
Come on, you can't say no...