I'll take your hand in mine
We won't let them see us tonight...
Silently he soars,
through mountain great big jaws...
LOOKING OUT MY WINDOW,
FEELING A SOFT WIND...
Black is the color of the sky
when the darkness takes over...
Shadows fall upon a midnight moon
Hiding darkness that secretly waits...
I see eyes in the darkness.. They are running...
A small hiss behind me.. And wings lift in...
The blood already flowing
As she let down her hair...
In the mist
Of morning dew...
Her wings,
like the fragile, soapy outside of a bubble...
I don't like this feeling
Every time I turn my back to the shadows...
Dust covered fingers
chalk on the pavement...
Every Rose You Have Given Me
Has Left A Scratch On My Wrist...