And I'm waiting to hear you grasp for air
June lies hidden in those ruins of your eyes
Have you seen me stumble in this demented world ?
June you've lost your colour
Could one stray under your wings
Liberty, a word I read once in a book
Frozen roses, as a gift to your content
I figured I could risk this stupid absolution
O` disillusioned, I'm face to face with silence
Your quivering breath, too weak to survive
What a shame, we never spoke a word
Liberty, a word I read once in a book
Frozen roses, as a gift to your content
Icicle-rain pounding on my head
Images demand to take a smile for granted
Tomorrow is always the first day of
the end of your life
