I walk for hours amongst the crowds & watch their silent passing;
I picked your photos up today.
I talked for hours amongst the dead & searched the half-life places but your still not here with me. I loved you more than I could ever breathe. I miss you more with every day. Inside me here behind my eyes to me you've never faded, your face won't leave me till the clay. From dark to dark I walk the streets & try to find a reason, I'll be here searchin till the grave. I whisper words into my hands & leave them fall onto your grave hoping that somehow they'll go though the soil & you'll hear them. And every drop of rain that falls on the back of me neck I keep thinkin is that your answer to me somehow.