Sink your teeth into my shoulder,
I don't care if you are poison,
I need you more than anything,
You can **** me off,
Bury my heart in the middle of a crossroads.

Hand me your soul,
I'll take good care of it,
I won't ever set it on the ***** table,
It'll always be in the smallest pocket of my backpack.

The light shines through the locked door,
I know that you are behind me,
Your eyes boring into my back,
Slip me back into my slumber.

I found that you aren't so nice,
Realizing that you were just toxin,
Blinding my vision, why,
Are you so proud?

My little bundle of joy,
My sweet baby girl,
My loving little pup,
I can't bear to see you get taken away,
Please don't let them,
Take you away.

The word of one person,
Could remove you from my life,
I know you won't understand,
I know you will be okay.

My little bundle of joy,
Your brown eyes and eager little paws haunt my mind,
Don't go,
You've given me something to go outside for,
I care that you are inside too much,
I want you to see everything there is.

My little bundle of joy,
My sweet baby girl,
My loving little pup,
I can't bear to see you get taken away,
Please don't let them,
Take you away.

I am a nearly burnt out star,
Venus hates my guts,
Sun won't look at me,
Mars is even spreading lies.

Mama Moon, will I die soon?
I've had enough of you,
Mama Moon, sing me a tune.
I've got my hand on a gun,
Mama Moon, before it's afternoon.

I am about to implode and explode,
Jupiter is king of my life,
Pluto won't let me go,
Mercury seems to be dead.

Mama Moon, will I die soon?
I've have enough of you,
Mama Moon, sing me a tune,
I've got my hand on a gun,
Mama Moon, and now it's afternoon.

I'm young, tired, and feeling useless.
Don't know where I'm gonna go,
But I wanna make the opportunity to become something.

I'm driving on this road with nowhere to go,
I guess it all depends on me and what I decide to do,
I can't even lift my hands in the morning,
So how am I suppose to write song for my demons?

Blank walls, tore down all my posters,
He told me that I was not good enough,
My dysphoria won't stop so,
how am I supposed to keep living alone?

I'm young, tired, and feeling useless.
Aren't you tired of me?
I've done nothing but sit here and dream.

The need for purpose becomes my purpose,
I hope it won't be this way forever,
But I wanna make the opportunity to become something.

Checked through all of our old conversations,
Couldn't believe all this time passed,
I've changed so much I doubt you'd even like me any more,
But I just wanna say that I miss you so.

The way you looked at me,
The way you held my hand,
The way we could make each other laugh.
But I just need to say that I miss you so.

The first time I realized I was going to grow old,
Was when I was with you,
You made me the best man I could've ever been,
I wished it never ended,
But I just wanna say that I miss you so.

The way you looked at me,
The way you held my hand,
The way we could make each other laugh,
But I just need to say that I miss you so.

Pink sweatshirts,
Long distances and funny little pictures,
Sleeping through the sound of mothers yelling,
Night-time praises and young love,
Round glasses that always made me melt,
Chocolate brown eyes that you hated.

I just need to say that I miss you so.
I just really need to say that I miss you so.
I just really, really need to sing.
Sing it out of me.

I am kept alive by the growing vines,
They tell me what to do and what to say,
If I were to be honest, they don't do it very well,
But that's alright cause I'm getting on just fine.

Leaves embed themselves in my skin,
Unforgiving to my pleads,
I won't die, not here not now.

Throw myself onto my knees,
Grip the ground and try to get away,
The vines restrict me from moving anywhere,
I wanna be something, I wanna be someone.

Leaves embed themselves in my skin,
Unforgiving to my pleads,
I won't die, not here not now.

They begin to cover my mouth,
I can't breath or even begin to think,
I keep thinking that it's over but I don't wanna go.

Flood my room with yellow,
The color of the sunlight streaming through the blinds,
And when I gaze at you,
I see everything clearly again.

I know you hate your eyes,
But when I gaze into those irises,
They remind me of milk chocolate,
And they make me melt.

Deep pools of half-melted memories,
I should be over it, I know,
But I miss your gentle laugh,
When you fell asleep on my lap.

Big blue lake of open windows,
That breeze that swept your hair into your face,
And I brushed it away to find that you were gone,
I don't know what I did wrong but-

I know you hated your eyes,
But when I gazed into those irises,
They reminded me of milk chocolate,
And they made me melt.

I hope you're well now-
Do you ever think of me?
And when you do,
was I enough?
Cause you were for me.

in reverse
from the end

this is how
we go through the motions

begin again
happy and so alive

ending in
tears and broken hearts

in reverse
to the beginning

let me
be a kid again

and I
will be happy once more

a genius machine.
through the time,
nobody saw you,
tell me are you okay?

waste my time, please.
I need you to be by my side,
even if you think you're a burden,
don't tell anybody that I died.

when I'm in my 20's,
tell me that you still care,
even if you're thousands of miles away.
i'll say it back if it's okay with you.

Footsteps along my ceiling,
Cracking open the door at four,
Raindrops knock at the window,
A strange mellow feeling washing over me, you, us.

Follow the set of footprints,
Through the salmon corridors,
I hope they won't end at the ledge,
Seek out their destination for me, you, us.

Carrying on despite the calm,
Call me now before I leave,
Slip on a coat and see me,
I can visualize the footprints for me, you, us.

Through the streets now,
Lights fading colors in my eyes,
Cobble streets keep me on my feet,
Can you give directions to me, you, us.

Destination becomes thoughtless.
Sit down in the street and stare,
Raindrops pattering at my feet,
Begging me to keep on going for me, you, us.

I'm sorry, stranger, I don't love you.
I'm sorry, little grass blade, I don't need you.
I'm sorry, street light, stay a little longer.
For me, you, and us.

Purple paddy wagon rolls up to my party,
Party of one with white wet jeans,
I'm no cool cat, there's no chance.

Don't you see my growing green garden?
Don't you see my big blue tears?
Don't you see my honeysuckle hands?

I got to bring myself back down to earth,
Remind myself that we're all just made of stars and dreams,
No matter how bad the man, they were once a little sun with lots of love,
Maybe that'll get me killed one day but at this point does it really matter?
Shooting stars fly past my head and I'm once again reminded that I feel pain.

Spread my ashes across the universe,
Grip a lonely comet and drift across the cosmos,
You are worth it if you live in this atmosphere,
Stay here, with me and whisper secrets into my ear,
I promise I won't tell.

Time always slows down when we're young,
It feels like you'll never get out of it, but once you're out you wish you could go back,
Back to imagining you're an astronaut,
Safe inside a ship and headed on a one-way highway to all your tender dreams,
Now we're just drifting off and admiring the passing rockets,
Maybe one day we'll be inside of one of those too.

Spread my ashes across the universe,
Grip a lonely comet and drift across the cosmos,
You are worth it, darling, please don't leave.
I don't want to drift all alone.
Stay here, with me and let me whisper how much I love you into your ear.
I promise I won't tell.

Remember when you got me,
Safely to ground,
But now the tides have been rising,
I'm sinking even further down.

I won't drown in this sea,
Not by your hands,
I will try to fly,
but my wings are soaked,
In the burning sea water.

As the ocean throws me around,
I am lost as to what I can say,
You said that you'd be there for me,
But now I see the blue sea is tugging me further.

But I am here so you won’t take me down.
Bring me to life, bring me to shore.
I don’t care if you don’t care,
I’ve got this now, I’m on my way.
Walking underwater but it’s steady,
I’m getting there.

I'm awake again when I shouldn't be,
My eyes are studying the landscape of the ceiling,
Picking out pictures that come to breath and pulse,
In the darkness I can see the green glow of the planetary system,
I wonder if even survived that cold December night,
This happiness in my chest will fade away soon.

I see where I lay,
Under a sea of covers,
And I reach for the water but I’m sinking into the mattress,
I know where I’m going,
It’s going to be far, far away.
From today, I say,
“I’m alive, December.”

Would you believe me if I told you,
That I saw Saturn last night?
It was three a.m. and I was hating myself until I recognized it as it stuck to the ceiling.
Far away the ceiling goes as well the glow.
It’s okay cause if I am alive,
Then I can survive tonight,
I know just from memories that things will turn out okay,
Things are coming up sunny for me,
But for now my eyes are trapped on an ocean of green solar systems.
Forgive me for getting lost in myself.
I know it’s selfish, you don’t need to remind me.

I see where I lay,
Under a sea of covers,
And I reach for the water but I’m sinking into the mattress,
I know where I’m going,
It’s going to be far, far away.
From today, I scream,
“IM ALIVE, DECEMBER!”

I could sing this melody for eternity and nobody would hear.
But I don’t really care cause I just wanna feel like I’m doing something with my little poor life.
I could fish off this rock until the sun goes dead and I’d never catch one.
But something inside me tells me it’s alright and that I only need myself to know.

Enough about me, please.
Why don’t you sing for me?
Its getting a little crowded but I’m happy cause you’re here.
You’re singing from corrupted lungs but I don’t care,
You still give me chills as you sing your songs.

I could breath for millennia but no one would see the plumes that come out into the cold morning air.
But I don’t care cause I have you and maybe you can’t see but at least I can hear your voice.
If the sun were to die and I became the light, nobody would care because its just a little light.
But I don’t care cause I like it up there, where there’s no one to make fun of my meaningless songs
but you tell me that they mean something, I still can’t see it but thank you anyway.

Enough about me, please,
Talk to me if you want or sing if you please,
I just wanna know what’s on your mind,
As the room grows smaller on the growing crowd,
I huddle against you and beg you not to leave.

We’re singing through corrupted lungs but I don’t care.
We’ll give the world chills as we sing our songs.

Being myself hurts and I wish I could snap my fingers and make things disappear but,
My eyes are glued to the bottom of my chin,
I can't look away from the things on my chest,
And I can't get rid of the past,
This weight that rests on my throat and on my chest,
It holds me down as I cry out.

Hey friend, do you want to exchange?
I know you're feeling a little down about yourself as well,
I've got something you don't so why don't we make a deal?
We can curse whoever for making this mistake together.

When I'm at home and laying in bed,
My mind tends to make up scenarios,
Where my eyes are in my sockets and I can see the world in full color,
Only a little scruff showing itself on my chin,
Or maybe even being confident in the voice that I live with,
But I wake out of these visions and breath before I cry.

Hey friend, do you want to exchange?
I know you're feeling a little down about yourself as well,
I've got something you don't so why don't we make a deal?
We can curse the heavens for making this mistake together.

I hope you're doing okay,
I know it's been hard,
It's never easy for us,
but hey, why don't you stay and talk awhile?
Let's curse whatever made us this way even if we're talking to ourselves.
Even if we are talking to ourselves.

Im holding onto you.
Now I'm holding onto you.
All I'm holding onto is you.
Grasping and holding onto you.

When the windows make me blind,
I don't know what life is mine,
Cause I've pretended so many times,
Just keep walking and pretending,
In this body I have to act like I'm not me.

Parachute, save me.
I know you're also just a lost soul,
Parachute, save me.
You got the sun in your eyes and it's pulling me.
Parachute, save me.

Sometimes I wish I could fly away,
I'm stuck on the ground,
Rooted by my history and who I was born to never be,
I just want to get rid of the baggage,
Something no one wants gone.

Parachute, save me.
I know you're also just a lost soul,
Parachute, save me.
You got the sun in your eyes and it's pulling me.
Parachute, save me.

If I could be with you tonight,
I'd hold you close and talk you to sleep,
Make sure your light never fades into black,
Cause I know you've already gone,
Yet I can't help but imagine you here.

If I could be with you tonight,
I would walk with you all the way home,
Take my time and listen to your struggles,
Keep my hand in yours until night fades to morning,
Cause I know you've already gone,
Yet I can't help but imagine you here.

If I could be here with you tonight,
We would take flight and away,
Into quiet nights when you were here,
Now it's all torn down and I say,
"Yet, I can't help but imagine you here."

I knew it'd happen again,
It always happens and I can never stop it,
I tried over and over to sing myself away.
Never working, I'd just sleep in waking nightmares.
I knew it'd happen again,
The endless cycle of wanting to sleep again,
Upsetting my thinking process and my motivation,
To live and breath to continue to think.
It's back again.
I know it's back again to haunt my sleepless dreams.

Remember when we sat under the street lights?
When we never understood where we were,
We liked to pretend that everything was fine,
Remember when we looked up at the stars and stared a while?
Just as young and dumb as we are now,
I wish that I had that courage to say "stay."
Remember when we lied about our feelings?
Thinking we liked anyone else but each other,
Singing songs about the forest and forestry greens,
Swear to God I could regret that kiss,
I need it back, I want it back, Please let me have it again?

Charismatic man in a velvet chair,
Drinking wine from people's heads,
A divine dine on smooth manipulation,
Raised his gun to your hearts and he's killed you all.

Birthed into abuse and grown into faith,
Singing songs of his own wraith,
Walked to the edge and threw the ring,
Deception into nightmares.

Eyes of charcoal grey,
You won't find anyone else like him,
Running his hands through a black dove's feathers,
He has no sympathy for your tears.

Take his eyes off of his face,
Blind to the world and it's beauty,
Covered in fake roses until he is laid in his deathbed,
He's not trying to lie to you, just convince you of stranger things.

The trees seemed to close in on me as I laid in the middle of a clearing, my eyes staring up at the star-filled sky above. My breathing ragged from running to this secluded spot in the woods.
I felt the prickly pine cones under my back, letting silent tears run down my ink-stained face.
I had fought too hard, I wrote everything that I could have possibly done.

“Sing me down from the sky,” I sang to the sky, “All the way from death’s ledge. ” My chest felt heavy, whether it was my asthma or my anxiety didn’t matter anymore. I felt the scars on my wrist itch again, underneath my skin in a way I couldn’t relieve.
The trees were shadows, I could consider them demons but they really aren’t, they’re my home.
The only place I can feel satisfied with who I am.

I spent so many nights lingering in this forest, thinking the cure would be here. A mission for a purpose that would be found inside my head. Of course, I sometimes forget that my head is the most dangerous place to be.
I sat up and pulled my notebook out of the ground, along with a glowing pen. A symbol of my pent up creativity.

Maybe by writing a few poems, I’ll feel better about myself. I know that it won’t work, I need more. I need to have a name for myself, even if it’s just a few people. I want to sing to the forest and watch it sway in joy instead of pity.

I imagine myself on a stage made of bent over trees, the bark is slippery but I’m able to stand.
The people surround me, they are calling all our names. So, the ground holds me up, as I sing my heart out onto the makeshift microphone. My voice echoes and bounces through the greens, I’m finally outside my head, I’ve made it through every night and stood in a place I thought I never would.

Unfortunately, that’s not how life works. I wake up, my eyes once again looking towards the sky.
Again, words begin to spill out of my mouth in a tune, “I talk to myself and the dark grey sky beyond…”
Nothing answers, as per usual. It’s okay, I reassure myself, I don’t need a voice.
I wrap my hands in leaves and pretend that it’s a disguise.

Suddenly- I am home. My ceiling fan above me, whirring softly. My pen and paper laying on my chest. The night was sinking in and I am just as scared as I was the last night...

we're all afraid,
So afraid,
Of blank pages,
and empty promises.

we're all afraid,
So afraid,
Of burning trees,
and what we see.

we're all afraid,
So afraid,
Of sudden changes,
and futures mangled.

we're all afraid,
So afraid,
Denying is proof,
and I won't take it back.

Make room,
Cause I'm hopping on,
The Amtrak,
Headed to wherever I may go.

Whether I'll be dead within two years,
Or maybe I'll be living mediocrely, boringly.
If dreams really came true then I'd be onstage,
Singing out the times I wanted to cry and die.

Make room,
Cause I'm not waiting for you,
My friends have all gone,
I don't know where they went but I'm doing just fine.

Maroon blood on bathroom floors,
Is all I can see at night,
Makes me wonder where I'll be alive, tomorrow.
Well, don't stop me now.

Make room,
Cause you're not part of this,
I've got things to see and things to do,
Don't control me,
Just make room.
Just make room.

In the pouring light, singing songs of my delight.
Remembering times come to pass, a display in the blue grass.
Parting ways with my day, nothing left to say.
Otherwise, I'd be dead, how else will they be fed?
One charm and left too soon, under the bright red moon.
Heres lies my debt, conjuring what I had met.
Things don't seem as fair, sit down in a woven green chair.
I forget what I lost, but I know that they already crossed.
Lied to me, why couldn't you leave me be?
I never loved you, So I threw my other shoe.
Into the river where I died. Where I lay.

Burn my bones and burn my skin,
Burn the holy cross at my feet,
Gather all the roses and purge me of my sin,
With thorns upon my ankles won't you save me now?
With every moment ticking,
I remember that I want to die and sing.
Burn my voice and burn my lungs,
Burn the holy dirt at my feet,
Gather all the thorns and place them on the throne,
With knives inside my head, I plead for mercy.
I don't believe.
Im sorry.
I just don't believe.
No matter how much I want to.

Mr. Lake...hold me.

Mr. Lake...I beg.

Mr. Lake...It's late.

Mr. Lake...Aren't you there?

Mr. Lake...Where's your voice?

Mr. Lake...I need your breath.

Mr. Lake...Don't leave.

Mr. Lake...Are you there?

Mr. Lake...My palms are *****.

Mr. Lake...This is all there is.

Mr. Lake...I can't keep going.

Mr. Lake...Where are you?

Mr. Lake...Set me free.

I saw him at the gates,
Wondered why he would forsake,
Time slows down and I'm running,
Running for my life.
He's climbing over,
Gun in hand.
God, oh why God have you forsaken us?

Bang Bang, down goes my friends,
Bang Bang, down goes the educators,
Bang Bang, down at my feet.

Is this where my life ends?
I'm just only seventeen,
Where will I go when I die?
He's coming for us all,
Ak-47 in his hands.
God, oh why God have you forsaken us?

Bang Bang, down goes my friends,
Bang Bang, down goes the educators,
Bang Bang, down at my feet.

He's at the door.
Am I no more?
I can't see my own two hands.
Tears on my face.
.
.
.
God?

Daggers of glass in my feet,
Expressing myself as best as I can,
Still stumbling through freezing snow,
With glass in my feet.

I'm slowing to a stop,
Beginning to not care what I become,
The glass digs itself deeper once again,
I can walk a thousand miles,
and get nowhere.

That's the idea that I'm presenting,
The glass digging into my bones,
I know that I have nowhere to go,
Lie to me again, will you please?

The glass under my feet hurts so bad,
But I'm walking underneath the surface of the ice,
Maybe I'll find a way in the snowstorm,
but under the ice, I'm frozen.

I forget who I'm waiting for,
On the faded concrete,
As per usual I'm looking to the sky,
Maybe I'll see the sign I've been waiting for,
We've all waited for.

I'm no saint but I need your halo,
I may curse you but please speak unto me,
I beg of you to breath onto my skin,
My empty bones need flames.

Wandering isles of convenience stores,
Looking for a sign from the place where I reign,
Stole another bag of suicide, maybe cyanide.
I'm waiting.
Waiting for us all.

I'm no saint but kindly give me strength,
Prove unto me that you are here,
Empty promises never fulfilled,
My deadened bones need reviving from you.

I'm no saint...but I need you.
I need you.
Please come home now.
Please...

Could we turn back time?
Could we bring back the sun?
Could we become holy again?
The lies we embraced as own own,
The times we pretended we were okay,
Ending on a sour note of progression.
Could we sing you to sleep?
Could we apologize in somber eyes?
Could we **** to regain our love?
A land where death never comes,
A song where we were divided.
Could we turn back time?
Could we sing you to sleep?
Could we dowse you in red and blue?

I take these trees and pretend you're there.
I stole these arms to fake my own death.
I stormed the city and got ran over by a taxi cab.
I went back and cried to the heavens.
This isn't easy so leave my body be.
I take these trees and pretend you didn't leave.

Mister Spirit,
How do I speak?
Mister Spirit,
When will I die?
Mister Spirit,
How do you speak?

I follow mounds of burnt down trees and hope it leads me to the will for living.
I stole a gun to **** and undo my existence.
I yell torment as the wind whispers my name.
I felt cold fingers on my shoulder and I know who's here.

Mister Spirit,
How do I speak? (to you)
Mister Spirit,
When will I die? (at last)
Mister Spirit,
How do you speak? (to us)

I only want to scream and cry but I'm held back.
I know my brain is sick and I'm trying to heal it back.
I sink into songs of life but spit out death.
I hate every God alive.
I despise every word you never spoke.
I desperately need your touch on my head.
Lean me back, into the kingdom.

I don't know why I thought you'd care,
You don't make an effort to try and help me up off the ground,
Keeping your head inside your own inflicted heart,
Creatures sing in tongues around your head.

Describe yourself to me,
Maybe I'll understand tomorrow,
You don't know my brain,
So why do you even try?

Stretching for an answer from me,
Focusing on the words but never the lines in the middle,
What a shame that I might be failing, but don't you see I'm also falling?

Describe yourself to me,
Hush my selfish words,
Pretending to know my brain,
When you've never checked inside.

Setting sail for broken moons and drifting stars,
In a sea of faded galaxies,
Pouring into the waterfall that meets the edge of the world,
Greedy jewels inside farewells.

Flooded eyes, won't you meet me here?
Among the broken message men,
They will float around us as we walk,
And talk about the things we knew.

Nebulas bleed into the sea,
Searching our feet for something new,
It appears that we,
Like to lie about what we see.

Flooded eyed, won't you meet me here?
Among the broken message men,
They will float around us as we walk,
And talk about the things we knew.

I know we both wish for the sky to speak,
No matter what we may believe,
I know we both wish for the sky to speak,
No matter what we may believe.

Bedside blues,
Sitting with no purpose,
Pride doesn’t exist anymore,
You’re left feeling empty inside,
Feeling the urge to hide and fly away.

Bedside blues,
Jacked up on whatever you got your hands on,
Ashamed to look at your worn face in the mirror,
So you sit on the edge of your bed,
Admiring the sky outside your window.

Bedside blues,
Blurry vision prevents you from getting up,
To continue your day would **** you dead,
Pondering how much a gun might cost,
How much would it take to fly away.

Bedside blues,
You don’t mind the abuse,
That lingers on your wrists,
Falling farther while flushing razors,
This is the last time.

Bedside blues,
Welcome home,
To your bedside blues.

Stare down the one-lane road,
Inside a thick forest,
The black pavement is uncracked,
Unless I step forward,
The surface becomes broken and foggy,
Occasionally, a car will pass somewhere across the mountainside.

The forest lining the road sings songs,
Songs that remind me of things that nobody knows about,
To thick for me to leave the road,
That's okay, I'm getting there.

When I look to the sky,
Don't ask me who I'm looking for,
Cause I'm just looking for anything,
Anyone at all.

An answer from space or energy itself.
If I knew whether it's real or not,
It'd defeat the whole purpose of searching.

If I said knew who I was asking for,
I'd be presumptuous and ignorant,
Who knows who could have built this.

When I look to the sky,
Don't ask what song I'm singing,
Cause I'm just making it up as I go along,
Along a make believe path.

You don't know my brain,
You don't know my heart,
You don't know my veins,
and you don't know my pain.

So please use discretion when judging,
I don't need your input on how my head is doing,
I know what's happening and it's messing me up.

Why do you keep guessing,
The emotions that are pressing,
Inside my brain's distressing,
You do not know the depressing,
my suicidal head's wrestling.

Back away from my choices,
You are one of the many faces,
That tell me I am voiceless,
That tell me I am faceless.

Stop.
Repeat what you just commanded,
Do you really think that I've just abandoned,
Remember I that am left-handed,
A voice that you take for granted,
But I have the advantage.

I am here to make my own purpose,
Even if I drown, I'll resurface,
You're only seeing me from the purchase
I will not be treated like a circus.

For now I might flightless,
Maybe a little sightless,
But I will find the brightness,
Where I will become priceless.

Write
Simple,
I tell myself,
Write
Poetic,
I force myself,
Write
Beauty,
I convince myself,
Write
Imagery,
I encourage myself,
Write
with purpose,
I plead myself.

I've given up on my selfish ambitions,
Promises turned upside down and emptied out,
So my conscious is falling again,
Into my skin, I will fight for the right to stay alive.

Feeling like making something but you can't come up with anything at all.
Your brain is going haywire to find something to do,
Creativity has lost it's capabilities and you're rehabilitated,
Time goes so much slower and the clock is moving on it's own dime,
Feels like you could drown yourself in blank white walls and stale chips.

Boredom is the word you know and hate,
Thinking of simpler times,
When you could find fun in a rock by the creek.
Boredom is the word you know and hate.

Wishing that you had a gun to shoot up the toilet for a good time,
You've got cobwebs in your brain hole and you're not feeling up to ****,
Instead you'll just sit on the floor and melodramatically cry,

Boredom is the word you know and hate,
Thinking of simpler times,
When you could find fun in a rock by the creek.
Boredom is the word you know and hate.

How high must I fly,
To feel like I'm getting by,
Instead I sit and cry,
Up towards the blue sky,
I continue to deny,
Your words silently reply,
But I know I am but a simple guy,
So why would I ever hear your voice nearby?

Tying to be so cold,
So that I don't feel uncontrolled,
I've lost all my gold,
And I've felt my soul already sold,
To the wind, away as foretold.

I scrape by on broken toes,
And ripped up clothes,
I have been froze,
In place, to decompose,
And placed into comatose,
So forgive me if I repose,
Your thoughts, as my foes.

Tying to be so cold,
So that I don't feel uncontrolled,
I've lost all my gold,
And I've felt my soul already sold,
To the wind, away as foretold.