I wonder what you see,
When you raise that fist...
The Skies Dripped Away
The Light Delayed To Bloom...
As I look into my mirror,
And put on my makeup...
Here is that feeling again,
I thought it was gone...
Abused and bruised,
That is my past...
You all believe I'm an angel
Holy good and pure...
I've been trying and trying
To prevent my self from crying...
Crushed by your soft touch
melted by your smile...
The weak, the elite
The best at misery...
I'm choking on my words
I have no one left...
I lay here listening to the wind blow,
Through the tree, across the lake to the meadow...
You said that I was perfect
So why did you have to leave...