2009-07-22
My Empty Room
Empty room today and here I sit Chalk outline upon the wall I remember tracing it A thousand times, oh, the night she died Why? Why? There's no sleep today, I can't pretend When all my dreams are crimes, I can't stand facing them Now who will come to wash away my sins Clean my room, fix my meals, be my friend?
Operation: Mindcrime
Oct 1990