Too late to cry, I love you
The wind still blowing...

In a room kept secret by the absence of God who...
The eloquent murmur of a loosening is a...

The scent of spring, the budding of flowers
Will not bring you back, as I stand paralyzed...

I'm completely, utterly tense
It just happened to be said on TV...

Amid a stillness, profound as death
Enshrouded in the sky, and sun that burns the...

Shining pure white
A rainbow, surfacing in the spray...

Without knocking, the room clears out
It's not a feeling of worry...

Intense darkness is the beautiful sleeping...
Do you even realize, you're in the sky...

The delusion of infinite shakes in doubt
Hold me tight, don't let go...

I don't especially need you
There are plenty other things to do...