Can see nothing but the gray skies
A morbid desolation
The water dried the landscape
And all that is left behind is black and white
Cold as ice in the middle of the night
Wanna… run away 
Who can stay
In this empty hole for so long?
Wanna rent a boat and head to the horizon 
Miles to go before I poke my eyes in
Past the dead trees and floating bodies lie…
The end of my life.

*I can’t find the end
where can I find the end
what will I find at the end
of this tragic, desolate, black and white rainbow?

One too many years have past
I still don’t know how long I’ll last
My inspiration runs its fate
To the end of its expiration date
I ran away but then found home
I hate it here, I’m all alone
Can’t run outside, its just a loop
Falling into the same old hoop
Its more than deteriorating, it’s kind of like
masturbating
If you were dead

*
past the dead trees and floating bodies lie… the end of my
life
the end of my life
its more than deteriorating, its kinda like masturbating
if you were dead
if you were dead.
2003