I watched the sun go down, the sun go down
That hill
Ready to die into the ocean
And as the night came by, the night came by
The moon
Refused me with its presence
The wind would chase the trees, would chase the trees
Their screams
Failing to reach my senses
In silent night alone, in night alone
The drops
Carve blood into my sentence
Buried longings arise, longings arise
For us
To stop the hurt, and end the madness…
