...Can broken people
Still cling to one another?
Can a love lorn fool
Still care for the other?

Time passes
As skylight dusk turns blue
Figments drift upon
The illusion I'm devoted to

I ignore the laughing demons
As I intently watch you this night
Looking upon the silent streets
Covered by the subtle lights

The lovelorn boy is drifting
His thoughts I do not know
Acetate escapes his mouth
In a physical state of smoke

My dear you look so down tonight
I do hope you're alright
And even thought you said you're fine
There's sorrow in your eyes