A pinprick of a star hits the black,
Bright and twinkling...

Open my heart and what will you find?
Scars upon scars, some the killing kind...

They say the father rose instead
and falling over, struck his head...

A son is hated, driven insane.
The schizophreniac became...

The lonely man on the moon,
The sad expression up above...

Washed away are my dreams,
They didn't want to come true it seems...

As I walk these streets at night,
My spirit wants to give up the fight...

I wonder if my life will ever get better,
I must find a long lasting cure...

These words that have been spoken,
I can't say them anymore...

I've got a nine,
I haven't used it before...

I sit in a run down shop door way,
Watching people, listening to them...

Inside me it quietly slumbers,
Then suddenly out of the blue it's awoken...