[end of the line]

with sadness in my heart
and joy in my head
i thought abt the ghost we left behind
the fire in ur eyes - may it never go out
the sweetness of my tears;
u'd let me down
i see no escape from the roles we play
what do we have to prove
on this judgement day?

with sadness in my heart
and clouds in my head
i thought abt us both and the lives we led
the pages on a book
and pictures on a screen
we shape ourselves like clay
from someone else's dream

April 21, 2002 - 12:11 pm