The year was 1940
It was late at night...

Left alone to our own devices
Left alone to defend for ourselves...

Falling beneath the waves
Sinking deeper into the depths...

On the morn of 14th October 1881
with a light wind that was blowing...

At first it was lust
That then turned to love...

Hiding behind a vile of smoke
because inside you're soul is broken...

I look in your eyes
What do I see...

My mind wonders to far away places
but I'm still in this room...

Look to the night sky
see the stars twinkle...

Chasing dreams in our sleep
that might never be caught...

Whispers in the dark
footsteps in the forest...

In a land barren and wasteful
I could hear the coyote howl...