let me remove my glass'
and help me recall
these thousand deaths
i have written on my wall

The fall is not drastic
which burns in my mind
its soft and romantic
a different kind

a dream can screem
ten thousand times
but words are just pictures
fractions of mind

A kiss I leave
as the timing gets right
for me to take off
wile still day light

I will not want you
like a new toy
I already have you
for us to enjoy

As for the ticket, I gave it away.