My heart so full that I swear it could burst, at times like these I wish I could cry blood; ease the overflow of my soul. Love, anger, pain - all merge into one. It's all so bleak - how can we still be here? Or is it just lack of "we" that I fear?
My heart so empty I can't take any more. What I would give to escape myself... I look to the sky, life is a fire. It singes my wings, and I can't get anywhere.