(paul rijnders). . Hush hush, hurry into the dark room. And try to forget the words. They seep into your head.. . The rules, are broken tonight. They can't haunt you anymore,.
Every time I close my eyes. I hide behind the blackened lies. That follow me. Throughout my history. . The lives I've touched. The things I've done. The things I know will never come.
Blackbirds dance among the roses. On the garden walls.. They are like the passers-by. On the nameless street.. All these hours undone.. Sounds of sandals on the curbstones.