My thoughts revolve around all the things,
that my mind cannot grasp and perhaps...
Within my somber daydreams
I was born a mystic desire...
Marie
Is a beauty...
Cries in the dark night,
shouting out daddy, where did you go...
I dream of fluffy, pillowy pancakes
mounding on my rather half-eaten plate...
He towers above her tiny frame
tears blind her understanding...
It's always dark inside this room called my heart.
And it works in the weirdest ways...
Once I called you brother
Thought all I ever wanted...
You said you'd be there,
painting a secure dream...
In my book there are old yellow
pages, with fading ink on...
My heart is now all empty inside.
Now where does my love abide...
It's the same as the last
Another person has gone to the vast...