Another night I am awake
thinking of my sad past, my rotten present...the...

I stand at the doorway to my heart
it hangs off its hinges, the knob is...

Do i remember what I promised?
The promise that I would always remember...

Mother Nature has made a beautiful disaster,
from a grain of sand became a gem....more...

And this summer is planned out.....im taking lots...
im going to sit in fields in the pitch black and...