It's not so scary
When it's all you know...

Love is a poetry not bound by words
It lives in the water where mountain streams go...

What's the matter, friend?
Can't you look into my eyes...

She said
Take me down...

A silver stream trickles where dancers used to be
It leads to the lake, so full and blue...

Did you ever notice
That most stars fall alone...

In the shadow of the moonlight
She chokes that vial down...

Screaming in the darkness
Scratch out a piece of time...

Morbid crimson rose
So picturesque and right...

I take your hand in mine
May I have this dance...

The night is dark the moon is dead
Stars hang from ribbons like rope around my head...

You asked me how I'm doing
But before I even spoke...