Sky:
Why do you die?-
never ask why, just ask when the time ticks when it's so hard to miss!
Tell me to remember one cold side of december, cause as I burn; I burn for the dark side of the ember.....-
don't remember the bright sun of November: as it's only the end-
Rae:
What's inside of what time stole? look in the deep dark soul of a black hole, as it's only the end of what time began again-
what is left to forgive when you are always the one that is mistaken? as you are; I'm just miss:given, so take me as I am in you're own diagrama.....,
blue falls for the darkest hue-the only one left to hold beneath the bluest gold: leave it all behind; as apologies come with a blindfold.....why should I try?-
cause you see the darkest side.... :
Fall:
born inside a dream, what's left for me to believe? the colours of blue, fallen for red, it's so hard to see in shades of gray so I fall for black and white: inside the night; so forgive when I'm wrong-it's just where I belong; through the throng of people-
