Echoes of my quite laughter
wound the air like a crash...

Am the last cigarette in your
pocket...

You woke me up from
deep slumber when...

I ask of you, before you love me
to destroy me, break my heart to...

I'm dissolving into powder,
the more I'm crushed...

I feel like a blizzard of snow,
almost like a field of...

Two hearts I have, inside of me
Bounded; by fortune they are meant to be...

Everybody left, I'm caught up here by my own
with bitter feelings biting down my tiniest bone...

I slip out of my shredded skin
in seek of a colorless roof...

You are a complex of irregular emotions
trying to define yourself...

Losing the ray between the sky and I,
it's fading away into powder, into soil and wind...

They, on chairs;
say the road seems narrow...