Oh how you touched me so,
My heart burning so bright...

My Tickets are booked,
My Insurance is paid...

Without you I'm empty,
I feel so alone...

How can we so disrespect music,
Find it copy it ruin it for all...

The world is our oyster,
the world is our dream...

As the sharp blade of death ever creeps toward us
We realize that out world is not the picturesque...

When we try...
when we TRY to write...

I guess its normal to want attention,
To make those words those feelings heard...

A poem
A word...

An un-shown face and twisted letter,
Leading down a darkened hall...

..So much for all the promises you gave me, they...
says...

I remember those days with you,
We sat there you in my arms...