I watch it soar
Across ebony skies...

When you open up a heart that barely trusts,
When you spill your soul to someone else...

Let me tell you a story
Of a beloved young man...

Under the silver moon
On this all hallows' eve...

I stand on this bridge
In the middle of two...

I woke up this morning, arm reaching over
To the side of the bed where you'd be...

My walls seem to breathe heavily as I lay curled...
On the black sheets of a cold, unfeeling bed...

Have you ever felt like you shouldn't feel the way...
Like you weren't good enough so you shouldn't care...

My mind, one sometimes placid and void of sound,
Though is capable of chaotic suggestions and...

Tick-tock, tick-tock; the sounds of the old clock
Which rests resolutely upon the brick mantle...

It sank to the bottom of the sea,
At the end of the tragic events...

Do you see that there tomb?
The one which houses my brighter self...