Oh such a steady sound
That lures myself to sleep...

In the still of the night
Only broken hearts cry...

Our debt is paid, paid in full, your ticket is...

I am but your reflection
A small fraction of you...

My heart says I'll be just fine
But my brain says otherwise...

I am a rose
the rosy red rose...

The Yellow Moon glistens
As it flickers all about...

I am the light
I am the dark...

That's the thing about thoughts
they can be bad or good...

Candle flames are overexposed
And constantly under attack...

We can't see it but still assume it's there
Yet we chase after it to get our fair share...

My mind is racing
A mile a minute...