We're under the gazing moonlight
Staring up at the brightened stars...

My head.. it aches
Cold.. I'm so cold...

Hidden Behind a mask,
of someone I do not know...

I've been thinking
Of many little ways...

Every time I look into that mirror
So many questions run through my mind...

That night I surely believed
When you ran to the beach...

Suffocating memory..
Bleeding dreams...

Sometimes I wonder
What some day I might be...

You were my only love,
I knew it was true...

She's already up and getting ready
It's going to be a busy day today...

This is dedicated to Danae Dupuis who died not...
R.i.p Danae...

This sad little story
I'm about to tell...