Black

She tore empty canvas under sheets of clay

Her lay spread out before me as her body moved still

Through all five horizons

Revolved around the sun

As we looked to the sun

Now the air I tasted and breathed

Has taken a turn

Oh, and all I thought of was

Oh, I know she gave me all that she wore.

And now my bitter hands shade beneath the flowers of what was everything.

All the pictures sent

All been washed in black

Tattooed every day

I take a walk outside

I'm surrounded by some kids that play

I can feel their laughter

So what do I say?

Oh, I'm twisted

Thoughts that spin 'round my head

I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning

Halfway the sun can drop away

Now my bitter hands create a broken glass of what was everything.

All the pictures set, all been washed in black.

Tattooed everything.

All the love gone bad, turned my world to black.

tattooed on, I see all that I am, all that I'll be, yeah.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life

I know you'll be a star

Be somebody else's guy

But why, why, why

Can't it be, can't it be me?