My heart beats in this empty room
   My mind draws a map
  And where am i to go
  when the map leads me down?

When the only one to trust is yourself
when your spirit is enstiled in two licks and a lifetime


When the hands you hold are the ones that die,
  The ones who hold you never die.

Oh please love, if I ever were to die before my funeral
      Take me away right then
     Oh love, if they ever take my life before my day



     If they ever take my light
      Spare me a deed of taking my life
    

  Oh please love, don't let me die before my funeral.

a mediocre girl with a pretty life
     A mother and a father, a home and a brother
     She found comfort in the sleet and power in the river
   But a feeling never fed, is the one she found in bed.

    And the strength she thought it brought her,
     The river only left behind.
   Yet she wants to feel the power, but oh! so young- In time.
      

  A mediocre girl throws away a shiny life
    And the river never cared if she drowned.
  But to feel the power was the life.

So she lies awake at night
   And sings to herself this song
For tomorrow never comes, and life was always wrong.
  Adrift she dreams at night, to learn to love is to learn to fight

   A lesson learned in time
     But a life of a burning bed.

  In time, in time.

They threw it up in the air
  And told it to come down
  But when the heart beats slow
The matter is lost


Where are you going?
  Stay with my heart
   where are you going  
When it's the moment I fell apart..



  Maybe they're young
   and full of abstract lies
  But maybe the young
   know the untouched


Where are you going
   When they call your name
   Where are you going
   This is your heart

You've got it all wrong
   Don't leave me like them
  You've read it all wrong
   Re-read it, again

And who are you to write it
and who am i to say this

You loved me best
You lvoed my first
You loved me worst

Life is all about copying and being copied.
No one is original.

But there are those who are daring.