Pretty people on there way
shiny fluffy through their day...

When time turns to granite, immovable,
you will be there. A quartz crystal ribon through...

She said
Take me down...

Shimmer, blade plays on my arm
Drive it in once more...

I'm shivering
It hurts to breathe...

Slamming keyboards
Tires on the pavement...

Crack up the volume, till it blows the speakers
Like the left side of my head...

Then he brushed his hand against her thigh
Indicating that he was going...

Sorry I'm so quiet
Verbal writer's block...

I blame my self
For the days you feel...

Alice was a friend of mine
We had our fights from time to time...

Put your head on my shoulder
It will be over soon...