It was a rainy night, as all stories will start
Her face is sad, a tear in her heart...

The stars don't shine for me
The moon hides itself away...

I sing a song into the night
Slow and soft, with fragile notes...

The room is empty but I'm standing still
No tears are falling from my eyes...

I walk down a long dirt path
Towards a place full of pain...

The stinging in my wrist
The blood running down my arms...

Follow me to my magic place
A world behind my lock and key...

I try to remember your face
But it's hazy...

She cannot stop her tears of pain
They just keep coming again and again...

The memories flood through my mind
As I think of the times spent so close to you...

Who has come to understand the pain of a broken...
The subtle stinging at the beginning, and the scar...

The hands of a ghost surround my existence
Slowly twisting, twirling like vines...