My God is the composer of my score
My Mother is the key signature that guides my notes
My Father is the 4/4 that keeps me on tempo

And you my dear friend,
You are the reason for the music of my soul

I never did tell you but,

You were my best friend
I was your obsession & infatuation

I suppose that is why my feelings remain
While yours suddenly waned

It was a clear, cool night
The people slumbered in deep sleep
The world was dark, no not a light
My thoughts overwhelmed me, all happiness seeped
And I walked into the clear, cool night
The black of the night matched the black of my mind
Only then was everything alright

Between the lines of awake and asleep
In the haze that is wakeful slumber
After the darkness spreads,
but before the sandman arrives
I hear your name leave my lips