Dear Adrian

...Can broken people Still cling to one another? Can a love lorn fool Still care for the other? Time passes As skylight dusk turns blue Figments drift upon The illusion I'm devoted to I ignore the laughing demons As I intently watch you this night Looking upon the silent streets Covered by the subtle lights The lovelorn boy is drifting His thoughts I do not know Acetate escapes his mouth In a physical state of smoke My dear you look so down tonight I do hope you're alright And even thought you said you're fine There's sorrow in your eyes