The world hums outside my door,
Its voices brittle with hidden pain...

Everything you love, everything you hate,
Goes away, out the window...

Have you ever considered
The infinite grains of sand...

Would you make me a coffee?
Smoke a cigarette with me...

I shan't compare thee to a summer's day;
Darkness in your eyes won't let the sun shine...

This cannot be my heart.
Maybe it used to be, but not anymore...