The quiet guy in the corner
with  his trippy eyes
and a face full of mystery
and silence

In his bubble he lives
quietly inside his dark shell
thinking about life and death
n' the 'in-between'

With his thin bones
and skeletal face
behind his raven eyes
there's a light

The purest heart
reside within
within the guy in the corner
as silent as the wind

How can he know
that another corner boy
would give his tears and heart
just to see his smile?

How can the other one
have knowledge of the
feeling his lover have
as pure as his? For him

But they never spoke
and in silence they lived
till the day
of their young death