Oh, pilot, can you help me?
These words aren't making sense...

Checkerboard sunsets
fan across the sky...

Did you build this bridge
just so you could tear it down...

May I have your attention, please?
What I have to say perhaps shall matter...

Will you stay with me?
and just hold on...

My pretty little poems,
they echo and reflect...

It's just a pill,
so what's it matter...

You whispered "don't die" to me right...
And yes, I feel broken, but like Mother used to...

Porcelain
smooth as sin...

Two birds
one stone...

Static from the radio,
it's all just lights and sounds...

Rain praises God sweetly
Humming songs of redemption...