I asked, and I begged, just for you to stay
But you took one look, and turned away...

Here i walk in the rain
on this black tarmac floor...

Stones bare weight on my immortal shell
too much weight for me to bare...

Sights and sounds to boggle the mind
hiding things somewhere that you can't find...

I'm certainly not a key piece
just another building block...

When the glowing light leads you astray
And the evil begins to feel good...

Just names on a list
another statistic...

I'm sitting here dying
but do you even care...

Are you the wind beneath the trees
or perhaps the figure in the dark...

If i was a smart man
if i knew what to say...

Love was so confusing
For seventeen year old James...

She says I'm breathing far too deep,
Says she's got a splitting headache...