Right now I should go poof like a dandelion,
just tear from the only hold...

Lost
to a mirage of stars...

With only the rain to hear me,
my voice grumbles within...

I wonder if there ever were a thought
that echoed my own...

I remember a time
when I wore my skin...

I swallowed a well,
full of ink...

Inside my heart
there is this gloom...

You rock my ship
into a hypnotic lullaby...

It's not your fault your talk
never found a fondness...

Some days I find it so easy
to get carried away by you...

The gray sky stifles me
with it's thick fog...

Yesterday
secure abaft a palisade...