Black bones in the wasteland,
I'd take your hand...
Gone;
beneath one soul...
You might have misunderstood me
Please let me explain clear to thee...
It was one of those beautiful
summer mornings...
when does it get easier ?
the no longer missing you part...
Time turns her face from mine as I grow.
Friends fall away leaving cold gifts of woe...
Even if the heavens,
Where to replace all of the falling stars...
In this dark room I sit
contemplating the darkness of my shadow...
Living is something,
dying is nothing...
You mock me
You beat me...
As of late
you have been on my mind...
If you could tell me one more time
If ‘tis fair to fiercely love...