I feel sadness when we are near I don't know why the emptiness becomes darkness I'll give myself to the wind and maybe on that morning I'll open my eyes and see brightness for the first time.
It seems so easy to stop breathing but with a laugh comes a breath and we live on amongst all that is crashing down if I hold out my hands will you give me the sunset?
They all stare at me as the rain from above washes the blood from the holes in my hands and the tears from my eyes mix with the rain and the choir.