In my beating crimson heart, in my wordless dreams I hear your voice calling In my scattered thoughts, through clouded eyes I see your form falling I reach out with lead heavy arms to catch you You slip away, like crystal water Without form A scream of anguish Falls from my lips Running, tripping, falling I meet the same fate
I walk the lonely paths that Seem to find their ways To the soles of my feet. Empty paths that Wind here and there Amongst the greenery and Devastation that seems to plague The empty streets Just as the morning dawn arises to Find its way out of the hole it crawled into Late at night With the moon shinning It's silvery glow.