And In your mighty arms,
I begged you to lock my heart...

Show me the heart
that you have kept ever so carefully...

As the light of your memory fades
my days grow dark...

Bumping, pushing,
trying to make it through...

There is an instant
at summer's start...

I grasp the pencil
between my fingers...

My grandma told me
that she saw a UFO, in the sky...

Smells like rice paper,
the canvas, it's blank...

There is the house where she used to live
And there, where the rambler roses run...

We are the wise
do not envy us...

Just Once, I hated you.
Just Once, I gave you a chance...

Following me always
Hunting me down, even in darkness...