Born from silence, silence full of it.
A perfect concert my best friend
So much to live for, so much to die for.
If only my heart had a home.

Sing what you can't say,
Forget what you can't play.
Hasten to drown into beautiful eyes.
Walk within my poetry, this dying music.
- My loveletter to nobody.

Never sigh for better world,
It's already composed, played and told.
Every thought the music I write.
Everything a wish for the night.

Wrote for the eclipse, wrote for the virgin,
Died for the beauty, the one in the garden.
Created a kingdom, reached for the wisdom.
Failed in becoming a god.

Never sigh...

If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it.
Remember only the verse, songmaker's cry, the one without tears.
For I've given this its strength and it has become my only strength.
Comforting home, mother's lap, chance for immortality.
where being wanted became a thrill I never knew,
The sweet piano writing down my life.

Teach me passion for I fear it's gone.
Show me love, hold the lorn.
So much more I wanted to give to the ones who love me.
I'm sorry.
Time will tell, (this bitter farewell.)
I live no more to shame nor me, nor you.
And you... I wish I didn't feel for you anymore...

A lonely soul,
An ocean soul.