Standing on a ledge
Staring at the rocks...
Another year have come and gone,
And you're still standing here today...
To Katherine:
I don't know how to help you...
Whenever I need you
Your always there...
It was a decade ago at the bay of youth.
We ventured to salty waters on stony shores...
Like fine lace
friendships are woven...
Melly, was that you at Blythe St this morning
when the tram grated and showered sparks into the...
I was once asked to write about my hero,
Back then I didn't know who that was...
Its been a while now,
Since we properly spoke...
Cardboard boxes were our boats
Carrying us to far off lands...
My beloved ones,
When I die, do not grieve over me...
I wish I could tell you all the things that must...
But that'd be so hard now, now that your dead...