I am cold here in my heart.
Cold inside this beating, pulsing place...
You grew jealous of my tatted teddy bear,
claiming that he dried more of my tears...
Alone in this room
I have time to ponder and to think...
Every time you call, I'm bipolar
and start to smile, then frown...
Lament
Grey...
Je Suis Charlie
Je Suis Charlie...
January 3rd 2015
This house has been so quiet...
A friend of mine who's smile was all
We laughed an chilled thought we did it all...
I heard my sister cry today
I asked her what was wrong...
I keep thinking about it
over and over again...
In the poring rain
on the cold cobbles of the street...
The patient rain struggles to tame
the fire burning inside your name...