As the diamonds roll down slowly
I slip into the darkness
It seems as if no one is alive
My heart is not of pure satin sheets
My soul is now just of heavy mist

I feel empty and astray
This road I’m taking is beginning to fall
I must find a new way
To survive amidst these things
But how can I go on if my spirit clings

As my thoughts rot beneath the silver clouds
The pain I feel grows more and more
And my touch turns to ice
Why must this happen all the time
Will I leave again without saying goodbye?

March 1 2002