Turn serenity to pain
all distraut and undone
and the candle wax has
melted from the sun

Replace love with hate
It was all I can do
to bring myself to go on
to go on without you

Now I live empty
never quite complete
never quite alive
I am obselete

Turn blood into wine and
wine back to blood
you use to be my god send
now I know what I should

What happened to you?
the beautiful angel who soared
you fell with broken dreams
into a jagged world

Now you live empty
never quite complete
never quite alive
you are obselete

April 5/01