Will your love endure the
Wizened hands of time...

Turn back now, determined stranger.
Ye must realize the danger...

The Moonshine
pure...

You think and you talk
But are those necessarily at the same times...

A caustic thought
So bravely fought...

And I will look,
Into your eyes...

Broken and crumpled
A sad, sad existence...

Look, I just...
I really like you...

It's a wonder that
This world exists...

Speculations
Gnaw my mind...

I'm your comfort
I'm the sweet voice...

The hands move swiftly 'round the face,
As time goes ticking by...