I wander these streets
Lost in my own mind...

Lost my concentration with your hand upon my skin
Your loves restrained my heart, made me feel sick...

When I was young, innocent, pure
I was taught that love was perfection...

As the snow falls, the frost tumbles down
Covering houses, freezing lakes...

Tearful, watching you leave
You left me, alone at the end...

I love this stupid place
The death, decay and frost...

Sitting, playing in the light
Putting a puzzle together...

Try to concentrate
But you're staring at me...

Do you remember
That September...

You told me something long ago
Which tickled the back of my mind...

Upon my shelf of memory
Lies a box without a key...

Beaten black and boldly bled
My coloured world fades to red...