So many things unsaid,
so many words to write...

Stars fall into the sea,
come away; away with me...

Simple little poems,
jokes etched in a wrist...

The Cheshire Cat has a best friend,
Almost like little old Alice, you see...

Promises are burning
in the empty, hollow street...

Nasty little secrets,
word you'll never speak...

Just a little reminder:
I miss you, now, to tears...

Welcome to the little house of horrors,
please do take a seat...

The phone line's crackling in the fire,
breaking up and falling down...

The sugars taste like salt today;
watch the sunshine fade away...

I think I'll define for you failure,
such a simple little word...

Confession: I miss you desperately.
Really, it's ever so sad...