The sky is finally alive with light,
But your weary mind has stopped the fight...

Living in a universe, a heart away,
A open mind caged in walls, just a heart away...

She burns me like the sun,
And I cannot sway...

Now you're finally alone,
Crushed mind with a heart of stone...

You have so many secrets and all you do is run;
All you do is stare down at the barrel of a gun...

How do you run from all the hate,
All the hate that they create...

So few things shine so bright,
Still so few things bring such delight...

I see you still pray,
Stop talking to god...

The story of a little cut,
For when this feeling's in your gut...

Oh what tangled webs he weaves,
When the spider's on your sleeve...