Oh thy self to a flower,
Destined to wilt...

I'm crying
For I can't stop smiling...

I loved too much back then
Love too little now...

Looked at you today
Caught you looking at me...

Once
They called me poet...

Were you sent to judge the world
From high upon your throne...

My heart was beating in my mouth
The blood raced through my veins...

Nestled in the darkened woods
Devouring your song...

We drift apart
Search inside...

On this
My trail of solitude...

Jim, he whispers to her,
Angels call her name...

I wander cold, when all is told,
Alone within my heart...