Broken guitar strings
And shattered hearts...

And I've consequently fallen.
Fallen for a destination...

I sit here, hand shaking.
To think I'd almost forgotten...

Sweet lies
To my ear...

Picture Perfect.
Yet so distorted...

My words have taken
A turn for the worse...

She stood there,
bright brown eyes...

Still learning how to fly.
I spread my wings...

It wasn't the words you said to me.
It was your soft touch...

And it seems I've completely lost it.
I'm cursed by my imagination...

Unholy cry
Pathetic try...

The sky is dark
The air is cold...