onu kırmış olmalı yaşamında birisi.
dinledikçe susması, düşündükçe susması..
tek başına iki kişi olmuş kendisiyle gölgesi,
heykelini yontuyor yalnızlığın ustası.
the sky is proud of you when you come outside. and the sun misses you at night. and the moon hopes you sleep well. and the trees sing your name every time you're gone. and the ground holds you up with pride.
into the orchard, i walk peering way past the gate
wilted scenes for us who couldn't wait
drained by the coldest caress
stalking shadows ahead
halo of death
all i see is departure
mourner's lament but it's me who's the martyr
arms wide open, i stand alone
i'm no hero, and i'm not made of stone
right or wrong, i can hardly tell
i'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side of hell