While walking alone in battered robes
I stumbled upon a lost broken road...

I've remembered your name once again...
A hundred nights have passed since then...

The light in your eyes grows dim every day...
Cus you got to stop and listen to what they have...

The morning's turned into a sloth grasping at non...
Moving solely out of obligation...

Walking alone by a desolate park
Shouldn't have been there, it was well after dark...

It's a quarter to midnight
And words just don't quite...

Among other things he  once failed to...
Is...

I was on my way to the ground
Face first, pavement bound...

She wakes up with tears on her face...
Noticing, next to her, his empty space...

The Morning falls through my ceiling...
with the weight of heavy snow...

Why, why do you cry for him?
If he doesn't love you, it seems...

I drive through a busy street....
Emptiness within me and at the passenger seat...