So many thoughts occur to me
When I look inside my mind...

Sweet death, gentle death, has breached her very...
Hung lifeless tears on her breath and left her...

She gets the broom and gathers the pieces
And she sweeps them up in a heap...

Sometimes, It's just pure magic
The way you understand...

One day I prayed that God would send
Someone for me to love...

Tender beats my heart tonight
Against my breath, the thumping sounds...

Once a man, who walked among us
Now in a box is where he lives...

Silloette faded against the dark stain
Lifeless and withered devoid of all life...

In darkness you'll sit, maybe ask why
The place seems so empty...

I was a pillow on a bed
so unhappy so full of dread...

The tears fell on pillows of snow
As the misty blue moon faded gray...

Was it a breath of sadness
That tore within your heart...