When I was done
Trippen' the blue...

We chance upon coincidences daily
Let lust confuse the truth about the way we...

Each day I find there's fallacy
Reminders of my frailty...

Am I now to study my reaction to affliction
With loneliness at the left hand of my distress...

Retire the bedding
Of silk and crimson...

Protecting from loves nether
Tortured my mind and lover...

Searching for balance in despair
It's just much more difficult when you care...

When all that remains
of your lifelong gains...

Do you feel that we should learn to deal with...
'N' do you think maybe our goals could be more...

Under calico constants
In confusion of the currents...

One arm searches an empty half of bed
The missing woman whose scent stayed to sting...

Friend and love meet tangly
Thread from tact and trust...