Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky.
I am a restless soul hungry perhaps wretched.
I felt like I might as well have been living in another part of the solar system.
I said, you know they refused Jesus, too. He said, you're not him.
I say there're no depressed words just depressed minds.
I can't see my reflection in the waters, I can't speak the sounds that show no pain. I can't hear the echo of my footsteps, or can't remember the sound of my own name.