One said I turned him
Into a weak, pathetic excuse...

Follow me
beyond the gates...

His name is unknown
to many faces on earth...

I work at an airport
Sometimes it's quite a bore...

Faded black nail polish
wristbands that cover forgotten scars...

Towers stood high
as the fog rolled low...

A hug that catches the tears
fallen from a wooden heart...

He wanders through he restless woods
branches brake under sturdy feet...

Once upon a time
there was a fragile girl...

I'm obsessed with something I cannot have
And something I can not touch...

I saw a man
i thought i knew...

I can't remember the moment
when i realized what everything became...