The black on my cheek
My face you'll defeat...

With heart ripped open
And hope against hoping...

He saved the sound of her voice
It clearly echoes eternity...

Cold calm is an icy realm.
But the steady sun remains at the helm...

I should not be here right now at this late hour.
But internal strife has kept me awake tonight...

Down deep inside
Nothing can fill...

The eyes are full of needles
And minds are carried off in boxes...

You sing in my ear like a song bird that I could...
It's not that I can't overcome it,but...

The leaves scatter like dreams that leave us
When nothing else makes sense, and you can use...

I see the stage
And the performers of life...

I saw the endless road and did not care if I...
If I could only walk to the place where the world...

From off of the leaves of the fluttering type
In the shade was kept a bitter kind of light...