It starts with a quiver and a chill, tension
Its authority soon takes its place...

Here under the tree
A life hanging in the balance...

You're wanting so much more,
Wanting to wake up with purpose...

Amber skies filling a smile,
Softened hands caress me...

Standing alone in this purgatory
Staring through a gate to exaltation...

How sweet it is when tragedy strikes,
When worlds fall and lives rearrange...

I can still feel your taste lingering
Both bitter and sweet...

Love that was lost so long ago,
Every time you think about it...

With every memory and every experience
No path had gone the pace he wanted...

I'll murder love with these hands
Drown all the hope in this world...

He stepped out into the cold winter night and...
He saw the moon and asked how she was...

My Paradise
There is a place that only I know of...