With heavy heart
and empty soul...

There's no way that you truly
Like me as I really am...

I am broken
I know this fact quite well...

I'm not so scared of pain
I'm more frightened by an ache...

The darkness may be heavy,
And you may want to atone...

The angels found me yesterday
And the wind carried their voices...

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

Feel autumn's breath on your lips
Fading, gasping, something to say...

Isolation in the midst of a crowd
Seems to carry a special ache...

The torches are blazing
the blades are alight...

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

I go bobbing for memories
Their presence haunts me...