There was a time when stillness meant nothing to me. Once, silence meant lack of sound; Fall came once a year. I danced, redcheeked, each year's first snow, tongue out to taste each flake's welcome sting. I laughed, distinct from nature's cycles, A scrap of wonder, floating in a torrent of sorrow I couldn't grasp. That laugh, mouth open, sums up my past. I craved fulfillment, too shallow to know I could never be fully filled again. Here we are and it's open. I lay her down in the glow (half of creation's destruction). Replaced the moon and the stars with candles. Black and Grey is to drown, when yesterday Fades (through broken gla**). Hate (what I've become). Enclosed, please find Silence. Fade (through broken gla**). Hate (what I've become). Enclosed please find Silence, Everything's shallow, we're chasing ourselves beneath a stone, I am covered in make-up that won't wash away beneath a stone. We are joy. I was just a boy. Goodnight. Beauty scar, powdered make-up, melting eyes, smile of bone. I replaced the moon and the stars with candles. We are all the same when everything Fades (through broken gla**). Hate (what I've become). Enclosed, please find Silence. Fade (through broken gla**). Hate (what I've become). Enclosed please find Silence, Everything?s shallow, we're chasing ourselves beneath a stone, I am covered in make-up that won't wash away beneath a stone. We are joy, so take my hand. Sing inside the shadows she surrounds the love I hid. The beating of a god that won't let go. I know, Black and Grey is to drown in yesterday. We are joy, so take my hand.