A glowing face,
As thought not told...

Sickness that can't be stopped or even found.
As you lay so calmly in bed...

It's the Grade 9.
We'll dance around with are Jeans and band-T...

As though i have no world,
Along life's lession told...

I had heart,
as did you...

All let down,
No one there...

Quiet like mouse,
No sound to be herd...

Inside my hand;
It's gold i hold...

When the morning is gone,
The night goes high...

No God to watch me grow,
This hell is but a show...

His hands around you.
His breath so soft...

Can you hear the wind whisper on by,
your face so close mine...