cries on the wind

reaching out. how things look different on the way down

disillusioned

i've lost desire

will i burn in the unforgiving fire?

from the flames

i walk away

i've found a way to erase the pain

an empty bottle

my receptacle

a guardian angel called escape

don't dwell on the forthcoming

as i know it won't be happening

and you know

when i'm gone

you'll hear my cries on the wind