I am torn and dreaming,
I love, and I hate...

Will you weep upon the moonlit grass,
and hold me in your arms...

I dont know if you'll remember,
every day we spent...

Living with a shadow upon my lips,
Of feeling and desire all lost...

Would there be a storm
If I hadnt held back the rain...

One last dance to let it fly
Shattering the glassed ceiling of a heart...

Oblivion calls to me
like the sweet scent of fresh moonbeams...

Before I jump into an oblivion,
I wanted you to see me...

Talk of some,
speak to none...

Theres a bird upon the windowsill,
and his eyes are a blue like the red feathers he...