Today, destruction. Tomorrow, chaos.
Saving lives with bullets.
Fear the sunlight.
Conversations with empty voles.
A Phantom Moon.
This is the nector of whats behind tomorrow.
Is it any wonder I can't sleep?
All I have is all you gave to me
Is it any wonder I found peace through you?
Turn to the gates of heaven, to myself be damned
Turn away from light.
I've damned myself, best to turn change around.
This sundown, I failed.
Flavor has lost its touch.
Smell has lost its blossom.
Sounds have become grotesque with beauty.
Nothing Seems To Last Forever.
I don't know when the next bone will be thrown.
I don't know what will shine when the stars fall.
There is only one true thing that is known.
That is of a still beating heart of mine someone holds.
She holds it dear.
This Is For You...