Black

Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay were laid spread out before me, as her

body once did. All of five horizons revolved around her soul as the earth to the sun. Now

The air I taste and breathe has taken a turn

Oh, when all I thought of her was everything Oh, I know she gave me all that she wore

And now my bitter hands Cave beneath the clouds

Of what was everything All the pictures have

And I've been washed in black And tattooed everything

I take a walk outside I'm surrounded by

Some kids that play And I can't feel their laughter

So why do I stare?

Oh, and twist the thoughts that spin 'Round my head

I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning How quick the sun can drop away

Now my bitter hands cradle broken glass Of what was everything

All the pictures have all been washed in black

And tattooed everything All the love gone mad

Turned my world to black And tattooed all I see

All that I am All that I'll be

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life I know you'll be a star in somebody else's

sky But why, oh why, oh why can't it be, can't

Can you be mine