It s so hard to spell
my friends names when i m in panic
It s so hard to turn the lights on too,
falling into pieces on the floor
The same place where i was supposed
to dance with you...
Maybe i m wrong, but where did you get that smile from?
Is there anyone left there for me?
I need it more than air to breathe now...
My last minute in hell is still
the only minute i can remember...
Late at night is when i talk with angels
and i can hear the beating of their wings,
crossing the sky as if it was...
...the ocean.