But soft does my heart break to see,
the beauty in your misery...

There comes in the night
a certain sense of surreal euphoria...

In my mind,I see diamonds,
Lying on the floor of life...

Once she glanced up into the horizon
sparkling with the silky blue smoke...

Thirteen belated years
mark a time of insolent celebration...

In that cold and dreary house
where money was love...

This mirror of mine is my dearest friend
yet her eyes haunt my soul eternally...

Hark! Hark! A lark!
Did Billy Shakespeare bark...

Something about the candlelight
shows magic in my woeful eyes...

I am plagued by inccessant thoughts
of your leonine eyes...

Dry arrid wastelands turn to dust
As misery strides in with the desert winds...

For god so loved the world,
that he left us in a lonely vast expanse...