The now docile hillside is speckled with remnants
Of weathered skin tones of diluted mixtures...

God said okay
Today is the day...

I'm sending you a special letter
What my heart thinks of you...

Heartaches and sad tears
Go both hand in hand...

Two little bluejays
Just passing by...

True beauty shines within us
So why do we talk to mirrors...

Only lost eyes can find the greener grass...

If my heart was of bone
Instead of muscle tone...

From the slightest breeze
She trembles with fear...

It was a deafening silence that
invaded the room as the last of her...

If your life was a book
Would you wanna know...

Eye candy
Cotton candy...