This time the wind has blown me forwards. from the sick and stinking harvest. I've laid her much too long.. I feel like an old and restless sailor. with visions long forgotten, a free will much to strong..
Her mother told her everyday: "Never lose control. Whatever then may come your way, a good girl takes it all.". And all the years she held her peace and followed every rule.
I sat here thinking, let my mind drift away. And what I saw was a vision of you.. Just like a movie that I saw yesterday. And now I know what I'm going to do..
In her diary's black pages. The stories end in dark sadness. And what she never dared to say. Is in her diary's black pages. . She's a magician, she's got second sight.
Will you wake me?. Wake me when I'm dead. . I think it's time now, I gotta go. but don't you shed a tear when I'm gone.. Before it's over,. I hope that I don't suffer too much, when it's over.