One White Bird

One white bird falls from the sky tonight.

She falls like a stone

she falls to earth a stranger of the sky.

I am watching from the ground

and I am lost

I am lost in the darkness circling above.

She feel from the sky as a warning

she was dead tonight.

She died and no one was there to see.

I am standing over the corpse

like a malicious being

and I hate my eyes for seeing.

I'm letting myself down tonight

by being no-one

I'm never going to spread my wings.

She was perfectly pure and white

before she hit the ground,

only mud and blood remain.

I was one more than I am tonight

more than the shadow

which my existence on the world.

Let the piano play in the background

as I turn to leave

because the drama is thin already.

I am living the greatest lie around

which is that I exist.

I am barely worth glancing at.

It begin to rain on her corpse

so I turn to stay

and drape my coat over her body.

I keep her body sacred

even in death

because she was more than I ever will be.

I'll sit by her right here

until the sun rises

and I can leave her in the sunshine she deserves.

I think that it's finally time

that I give up

and stop leaving my shadow in the path of others.

I think my time has come and gone

before I even noticed

so I am now moving through the world silently.

I am glad it is raining tonight

because I'm crying.

This means nobody will see me anyway.

When will I learn

to leave the living to the alive

and leave the dying to the shadows.

The sun begins to break

I'm not here anymore.

Separated in life but together in death.

Emily

Just a memory of long ago

when we leapt in youth

through the dancing fields

where the flowers would grow.

Leaving the world to its own devices

and waiting for the sunset

because it'll only be a beginning

to those who don't know how to end.

I look back now through fog.

Those days are now just an outline

of what was a life full of colour.

A life without an end.

We were innocence personified

and we wouldn't believe

in the fabled death

that seemed so far away.

I can't quite remember your face.

You seem to be out of my gaze.

I can see the outline

of your figure before me.

I remember your outline

standing in the front door,

coming in from the clutches of Night

to watch us till dawn.

I'll remember your name

until the day I die

because it's what keeps you alive

in this world and the next.

No sleeping tonight

cause I'm thinking of you.

I'm trying to remember the past

because those were happier times.

I'll never go back to that field

cause I don't know the way

and I think the flowers have died.

I think it's all over now.

Sometimes I feel guilty,

I wanted to know you better

and I wanted to cry when I knew.

I wanted to be able to cry.

Sometimes I imagine

what if all happened differently

and I could say this to your face?

Where is this old road taking me?

What would have happened

when your world was torn apart?

What would have happened to the world

when you got torn apart?

Heartstrings

I don't know how much more this heart can take

because if you push me I'll surely break.

For all to see I cry at your feet

just to make your victory oh so sweet.

I'm a broken man waiting to be fixed

and no matter who else you throw in the mix

I'll still be here waiting for you to come

home to me once your heart is numb.

Toy with my heart strings like a harp

your fingertips so cold and so sharp.

Waiting for my head to come home to my neck

but I don't want to accept reality yet.

I'm smiling but inside I'm dying

and once again I will be at your feet crying.

I'll stay here until you throw me aside

and then I'll have nothing else to hide.

Every time that I'll be heard singing

It's just to compensate that I'm not wining.