The clouds spoke indifferent
tongues I couldn't decipher...

If I could paint myself black and white
I would just to dream of these beautiful colours...

I have the prettiest of ideas
It involves you and me alone...

I've sustained with a great assault
I've held my head towards the burning sun...

"Something is missing." He whispers into...
As his reflection just stares back...

Quicksand concrete sidewalks
If you're thinking it's impossible...

Her eyes begin to open
The light bounces from the glass that confines her...

Since i can remember
the darkness scared me...

I've wondered down the empty street
Just to see my empty dreams...

There was a ghost on a stage
He danced and he swayed...

The stars hold nothing but the truth of the night
A sea of loneliness engulfs starving eyes...

From my window in my room
I can see the brightness of the moon...