Life is going nowhere,
Laughter, getting short...

Deceptive flowers
Hidden death...

It will not be easy,
Loving me...

I close my eyes you come to me,
Drifting through the mist...

Pick up the phone
Nobody's there...

In the end
We were just two people...

Maybe someday you just won't matter anymore
Maybe my stomach, head and heart won't convulse...

You call me elegant
Maybe, I'm a word smith of sorts...

Lay there with your blue eyes closed
Let me trace the lines...

Tired eyes close forever,
Drifting off to dream forever...

Are they gone?
Just sleeping in your head...

No more generations
Left with one...