I'm resting in the shell of a broken man,
while i ponder a question i don't understand...

You paint a picture in my head,
a lonely image of wealthy man...

We're swirling,
through the open landscapes in the universe...

I got troubles,
coming down my way...

We are all good friends,
we've been through a lot...

Lover's in,
the moonlight...

I got a knife in my back,
I need to find the leak...

Are you satisfied,
you stuck me at square one...

Behind the paintings of certain people,
you'll find a wooden door of secrecy...

A billion degrees,
sweat is running down my nose...

Candle-lit dinner lights up the room,
I wonder when you'll save me...

It's been so long since I saw light,
I begin to think that there's just dark...