And here we are once again,
apart from each other...

The Stars have come down
onto the ground...

I never heard her voice, still it sounds to me
like...

Now, my days pass in this room of
desolation...

You say nothing's the same anymore,
but how could I forget...

I am a dream catcher,
a lovely wild flower...

I do not dance
in the silent rain...

The streets
around her are dying with the madness...

I was a species of anger
until you had come closer to me...

You say
there is no such thing as perfection...

God's
Obviously...

We failed our mother as a child
Forgot her heart is warm and mild...