As kids we're taught
That you can't always...

Each time I get my hopes up,
You find a way to dash them...

Do you hear the silence,
Broken by happy laughter...

I'm sitting here in front of your T.V
But you're not here at my side...

It's 5 o'clock and the sun is up.
I listen to the birds singing...

I wander through the tombstones,
The mist encircling me...

Reflections stare back at me
From the dimly lit mirror...

The Devil is near -
I can feel it in the air...

Stand by my side,
Even if it's a few steps away...

I know I take up
Way too much of your time...

Dear Diary
I want to tell my story...

I thought about your funeral last night.
Oh, my God, I laughed...