The world of the living
has become the land of the dead...

Incarcerated in insecurity,
You can call me a mass of mess...

I'm not a man of wisdom
Nor a man of strength...

A husband and a wife were walking
They looked up at the sky, and he pointed at a...

Here comes a simple story,
One like many another...

A sorry sight, is my face this day
I walk slow, with a hanging head...

Did I not make it clear
You're the apple in my eye...

In a world full of so many faces
I'd always felt i was all alone...

As if a harsh harpoon were aimed at her heart,
Fired and missed, but had still left it's mark...

Skimmed stones across the crystal lake
the pure perfection of a single flake...

You captured and bird in you palm
and it was lead by temptation...

Golden sand between my toes,
I'm bare-footed on the beach...