He sits quietly
Statue still...

Empty lives
Like broken glass...

They come to me
For comfort...

Beneath the pain of my loved ones
There lurks a boundless love...

When I am gone
Others will mourn...

I am skinned alive
Yet I appear whole...

I pour myself in
Dive, dive...

I hear the lone wolf howl
Awoooo! Awoooo! Awoooo...

I walk through fire
And burn...

Clear
Not like ClaritinÂ&reg...

Bright fire, glowing glass
Blowing spheres and strings...

Lying awake
Thoughts scatter like roaches...