Drafted with a hand of pain
he drifted along on feet of stumbling submission...

The night grows darker, black consumes all
and I drift on, my never ending fall...

The loss of a friend
it hurts...

Carry on, carry on
through the warm summer nights...

When we fall, we fall far
I can se the fear written in your eyes...

In the mirror standing tall
eyes real wide, smile small...

When we were young we used to follow the old
road. It was swollen, pregnant like our minds...

Graciously, my knees bend to form a bow of sorts
and my head mirrors the motion in perfect...

Red is for the love I've felt
Orange is for the flames in my head...

It's kind of funny
how you can give me so much...

Littering the ground
the bodies of the fallen...

I'm drenched in fear
and hold myself like a wounded pup...