- Clementine
Alone again. Some things were never meant to be, but it's not what it seems.
Another life. What would you sacrifice to see if the grass is greener?
Clementine. You've seen the worst of me I swear.
We're running out of time. Never-mind the way I feel because you don't care. You never cared.
Alone again. I can't go through with it. I'm sorry. It's worse than it seems.
I've been wasting time on things that satisfy my mind, while you're somewhere else.
Wish I knew what I know now. Wish I'd really known you.
Is there a chance in starting over? Head in the clouds, but it's a long way down.
- Exosphere
I spent a night above the Earth listening for your voice. I couldn't hear your voice. I chase a signal through the shadows, but it disappears. It always disappears. How I wish that we would collide. You will find your way to the light. Oh, little child just leave it all behind. How I wish that we would collide. It's cold when all you have is gone. It's cold when your begging with no response. It's cold. Take everything from my body. Filter my blood through your sacred hands. How long before I hit the ground? I have called your name from the shadows. If you call who will answer you? I have called your name from the shadows. It is cold. How I wish we would collide. I spent a night above the Earth. Watch me hit the ground. You will find your way to the light.
- Most Days
I made a promise I would never do this again.
But here I am.
Getting caught was not enough to bring this to an end.
I guess I'll never learn.
Feeding this addiction, keeps me well.
At least most days.
Stacking lies to keep everyone from finding out.
- Numbers
I'm lost, and I'm out.
I walked away from you
and never turned around.
This life, and this place.
The numbers don't add up
I think I'll go my own way.
But you're still here.
My heart and my soul.
- Red
She waits by the window watching for the headlights. She hasn't heard from him in days. He made his bed at the bottom of a rolling river, his son would only know his name. It is a broken world. Tears fall from the preacher standing at the altar, because he knows he's lost his faith. Last beat for the heart of an alcoholic, because he would not change his ways. And as the fire grows weak in the woman that sells her body, she wonders where she lost control. Empty are the hands of a starving child. His skin reveals his tiny bones. It is a broken world. So let it crumble at the breath of the king. Take the hand of the one who's suffering. Burn as bright as the stars. There is hope, and it burns within us all. So burn. In the sickness, in the hopeless, in the dying, there is hope. So burn.