"Oh no" she screamed "My...
When I showed her the scars upon a body...

I know there is a path
Covered with dust...

Autumn Leafs.
Leaf falls from mother-tree...

You took my arm and tightly clutched it
Yet your wall remained untouched...

Bullet will whisper
Cruel storm in the dark night...

I'm depressed
You're obsessed...

Can you see her standing there?
Breathing the cold air...

She keeps her thoughts safe in a higher place,
While you are is dusting off your trophy case...

Father if I would have had,
The ability to speak...

Driven by fear
Every decision...

I seek perfection
I seek recognition...

In my hands I'm holding a fragile dream,
I hold it tight for I'm going downstream...