I write your name
I write your name...

Then came the last days of May
the vigil of the great sun jester is over...

The sunlight today
as sweet as poison...

I tasted autumn tonight
though it's only the middle of summer...

Clouds roll gently overhead
billowy puffs of fluff...

Oh, I pray, please give me the power
in this, my most desperate, despondent...

The day turns black
as a million bats cloud the sky...

I am just
one of the strays...

What you\'re afraid of
is this...

Heavier today than yesterday
but not as light as I dream...

And along the way,
remember...

A muddy mirror face, puddle reflection,
a drty image in the decadent disassemblage...