I carry and a year has gotten in front of me
I am weary for close again is an autumn breeze
In the midst of summer it feels so very cold
Feels more October because I don't miss the sun
To change my looks I got that letter today
I thought of her as them and she as me
Turned to face a reflection to agree
Seeing pictures could not relieve the pain
This great transition it just wasn't to be
Thinking you true
Thinking to find you knew
In your web of deception to my lair of deceit
What we felt was for two
So two feeling unique
Song of a broken glass
I don't miss the scene of a broken past if only they would remain to pass
Take a way but find it only turns back
Only binds my arms to her rack
Soaking wet I sit with my bleeding hand
Blood profuse still I thought the line amusing
Caught a chill on the wake of a day
Trying to leave but so forced to stay