Winters like a plague
I fill the emptiness inside with broken glass
Johnny's got his gun
and mamma's still cleaning up the blood he's laying in
It's the long goodbye
All thoughts become a mirror like anguish mimicking me
When it's cold here mother
I can see my breath on the window
And I wonder what you thought of me
Don't you turn around and leave me alone
Everyone's standing here but I'm on my own
Don't you turn around and leave me alone
With my curse casted in chrome
It's the long goodbye
Trust like a bandage binds your head
To the guillotine an
After The Call
Actually it's overpowering after your call
It took me beyond the truth
And pushed me further into a void
Actually you're taking refuge in your imagination
Here and now a rupture grows through each day
Unwilling flows
Than in lustre of season
Piles, away every whistle
Here and now the rupture shows again
Through which the almond grows
There is unrest beside some sides and
Certainly searching for a meaning
Clouds as they've floating past in the present
As much more thoughts part in the present days
Oh, keep calling... me,
Oh, keep calling... my name
Oh, keep calling... my name
Oh, keep calling
Come and see me falling
Foolishly following your mind
Come and see me falling
Falling into your mind
Wait for me, wait for me...