I've never seen him out this late at night
Desperate intentions for an empty chair
Walked past, this time, at last, he got it right
Slow, like a statue
Attracting points of view
What dimension is this? I just can't trust you
Painting fine with an eye to obstruct my view
What tone colors the whole?
The end. I've lost a friend
Don't ask why
He must have known he'd hurt her
What pain can nurture
Apologize to anyone who'd stand to hear
Who'd stand to strand her
And feed her guilt and fear?
What dimension is this? I just can't trust you
Painting fine with an eye to obstruct my view
What tone colors the whole?