It's New Year's eve.
I glanced at my watch...

A pen on my hand
And stacked pieces of paper on my lap...

Watch me in agony,
see me...

I stood under the mistletoe
It used to be the exact spot I stood by you...

Look into my eyes,
Watch...

Every day, I see the same old faces
Walk down the same paths and hallways...

It's a little bit
tiring sometimes...

Trying to hold it all together,
I needed to be strong 'cause somebody needs me...

I still search for you in the crowds,
Under the canopy of green leaves...

Strolling down an empty hallway,
My footsteps echoed...

Staring into the floor of a four-walled haven for...
As still and as steady as the petrified victims of...

Velvet mauve sky.
The sweet scent of grass...