just once to feel perfect
just one more time to settle this already troubled mind
everything that makes it rain over my head over and over again
dripping over a face with a blank stare and such cold eyes
to go away and let me feel right with this rotting world
that has lead me astray, lead to my darkest days and coldest nights
where the wind howls and bitter frost bites
hallow and empty wheres the life inside
wheres that love that once made things alright
so isolated, insignifcant... my thoughts flutter
i guess i'll just go about my weary way
wake up tomorrow and drive these thoughts away
early graves and old tired lives
all so hallow and empty inside
to feel the love that perfect time, so suttle and complete
solitude in the simplest of things