Tears have slowly stopped to fall
the screams no longer echo through the hall...

My dancing queen
Return to me...

Sister hold your brother
tell him it's okay...

The floor creaks
as she walks down the hall...

Call out
can you hear me...

See this smile
that rests upon my face...

I\'m sitting here
rotting...

Rushing through
the thick brush of pain...

The scars fade
Over the stress of time...

Perfect this, perfect that, you are just this...
Perfect smile, perfect walk, perfect hair and...

Do you know that waking
I see you everywhere...

The welting flower
her dying soul...