Listening to my nervousness
"I'm comfortable staying backstage&quot...

The teddy bears, m'love
They seem to have this cold stare...

If I remember correctly,
standing above my lifeless love...

I danced across that floor,
with the teddy bear in my arms...

You remind me of a pause in my favorite song
where the music is gone, and the voices are swept...

Just like silence seeks
the clicking, tickering drip...

My soul follows the line traced by yours;
my nose can taste the touch of your emotions...

It's not killing me
no- I've been dead for weeks...

As I lay, my body restlessly confined
Embraced by blankets of silence...

All day I dream about dreaming...about things that...
I woke up one morning...