Without a voice the predator approaches.
Naturally, the high continues to raise...

And the day may come,
that I forget it all...

I can't believe we've lost the book
I should have given another look...

Sometimes there are days like this,
that seem to never end...

Lightening punches through thunder
hiding whispered breaths...

Look to see the frozen sunset,
Evidence and proof of the past...

Scream and shout, help me break out.
Yell out loud, and make me proud...

Breaking the silence
Release the inner anger...

After all have gone
Beneath the wooden staircase...

Sunny, oh Sunny
High in the sky...

Drip by Drip.
Drop by Drop...

May x Could
A x Happiness...