Ashes to ashes dust to dust
We grow old and fade and rust...

They’re all against me
This is no fun...

The rain drops splattering while it rains
Each one drumming on the window panes...

I can sit beside myself
And look into my life...

The Crimson rain is falling
It’s flowing past in sheets...

If I died tomorrow
Would anybody care...

I’m all alone today
When every one is free...

This mirror is my life
A portal to the world...

Soft and swift my wings unfurl
And I try to take the sky...

I look down at my feet
But they’re not what I see...

For now, an experiment with words
I sense forever these violent scents...

You breath me in first thing of every day
but you always question this fact...