New doors open
as old ones close
Choose a door
there my heart goes

Down the hall
and to the right
My heart follows
towards the light

It's so bright
and it hurts my eyes
It blinds me to
all the goodbyes

Goodbye to life
goodbye to pains
It's the time now
while the moon wanes

Take the sorrow
and all with it
My heart is tired
of being hit

            Apr 28, 2000
            10:22 pm