on my loneliest day on this earth not a single voice could be heard. the saddest landscape ive seen is the one that had no trees. everyday i spend on earth is another day that someones hurt. in my dreams im pulling out teeth, asking things i shouldnt be. laughing at jokes no ones heard, crying through all these lost words. now not a single voice could be heard, not a single voice. over the top of my own, i cant be the better man this time. how much hate can one heart harbour? i close my eyes and catch a glimpse of the sun.