My throat is raw,
My heart is numb...

The sky,
The stars...

The moon is shining brightly,
What a sparkle in your eye...

I close my eyes each night,
I know I'll see you there...

Who really needs a book,
To tell them how to live...

Imagination churning,
My mind is slowly burning...

Her gaze could light a fire,
Though rain falls from the sky...

From far away this little rock,
Must seem like such a sight...

Though you can see no wealth,
It's hidden deep inside...

Why do you spill those tears as you die,
My darling...

She lays in the grass,
And stares at the moon...

A fancy tickled,
Unrestrained...