I wish to cast off my mortality
And lay it down to rest...

I'm lost in my umbrella
But my jacket's nearly soaked...

I disappeared the other day
I don't know how I did...

The puddles by my window
softly shiver in the wind...

I'm scared of my reflection
And the person I've become...

I am quite capable
of bleeding on my own...

I'll hold you like the stars
Hold the moon in space...

I house your disappointments
Here, behind cold bars of aching bone...

He left us a recording
with a voice that made us cry...

The warmth of an orange
soaks into my skin...

You hold the world in your hands
And you gaze at it in wonder...

Tears gather on my lower lashes
Threatening the plunge to suicide...