I walk for hours amongst the crowds & watch their silent passing;
I picked your photos up today.
I talked for hours amongst the dead & searched the
half-life places but your still not here with me.
I loved you more than I could ever breathe.
I miss you more with every day.
Inside me here behind my eyes to me you've never faded,
your face won't leave me till the clay.
From dark to dark I walk the streets & try to find
a reason, I'll be here searchin till the grave.
I whisper words into my hands & leave them fall onto
your grave hoping that somehow they'll go though the
soil & you'll hear them. And every drop of rain that
falls on the back of me neck I keep thinkin is that
your answer to me somehow.