Cry,
release me to the wind...

Sorry;
for you and for me...

Woe-
blue moon...

My catastrophe; my faith,
I'm a little lost in this world...

I'm caught up in the words of my last song,
but the exile of love has said it all through...

Sun:
blood can only run bright...

I see you everywhere...
I miss you in the fall of Winter...

It's said by a simple man,
it is what it is...

It's all said in the last word of my song;
breaking down every memory in my view...

Hollow is the sound....-
Opal diamonds in the night...

It's no secret to me,
I'll make your ears bleed with the sound of...

Sad eyes follow me;
what's the misery...