Red like the blood on your hand,
After you've cut one too many times...

I try to put the blame on someone else,
Because to carry this guilt would be unbearable...

She was dressed all in gray,
On that cold, dreary day...

Spider bite on your heart,
You were caught in his web from the very start...

Everyone lives,
And everyone dies...

I like the way the wind floats through the window,
And tickles my hair...

Cold drops splash on my nose,
And others run through my loose hair...

The sun is fading,
As the stars laugh...

The black rose sits starkly,
Among the white...

The hunters plague the forest,
The rabbits scurry into their burrows...

She weeps tears of sunshine,
On her rainbow forest...

Wasting paper,
Wasting tears...