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

Among the ashes, they sift with haste
A soldier's gun lies there beside...

When pain has tipped the heart of glass
And time finds no relief...

If we knew then what we know now
Would we take the chance to do life right...

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

I look upon the heavens for the answers I can't...
I'm sure someone is up there looking down on me...

We see them sleeping in the alleys
Cardboard boxes are their homes...

Inside my mind, there lingers
Just a thought of you tonight...

The idle night beckons thee to the dark stone
To howl at the stars and to grieve there alone...

Sometimes, I see reflections
of a shadowed memory...

The little bird upon the branch
spread her wings and took her chance...

Hurtful Words
By: Twisted Heart...