Staged inside of his bedroom
Smoking my last cigarette
Ashes fall on the carpet
Glitter glue and liquor stains
All over my clothes
I feel sick
As I lay watching the TV
Strange sounds begin to emerge
I hear myself speak
From outside of my body
I listen to myself
The voice of a stranger
Rings out of my mouth
My past isn't there
I'm not here
We are nowhere
But I see you laying next to me
Your eyes look aware but it isn't the truth

I'm a follower
To love
Who I trust
Is enough
Fragile branches
Breaking in silence
They grew too rigid
Could not flow
In the stormy winds
Of my heart
I hold the candle
In rememberance
Of a truth
I once knew
With passion
Swept away
By the shifting tides
Was it fate
Or a terrible mistake?
I'm wandering now
Through a darkness
I've never known
At the end
Of this long tunnel
Will I find you again?
Or will I forever be stuck with me?