My memories fell,
pieces of pottery
scattered around me,
shards cut my hands.
but.
blood just means my heart still beats
driving through the midnight streets
to songs I've never heard
the wind so strong
my windows shake,
and I must pay for my mistakes.
torn away, soul from body
I'm lost and far, far away,
colors I've never seen
figures from my dreams
drawn in the sky,
and the stars, like chandeliers,
go sweeping by
the air is thick,
I feel the weight
and I must pay for my mistakes.
