You are now lost to me!
And yet I am back to the grind...
Red Death (Waltz Wave)
Red...
Misery loves company...
so why do I just...
Dearest Sarah,
I am far away from you...
In that place -
on an unfolded futon...
You do not have a name...
I don't think they could choose...
My heart
broke the moment...
First time I saw him, on the porch, rockin' in...
I was no more than five or six, shy beyond...
The cruelest thing is losing someone so young.
I could've borne to see you grow old...
Oh my blue eyes are wet and weary
And red from all the tears I've cried...
His last words linger
as faint yet resonating echoes...
My heart
will light no more...