The cracks branch out and blossom with flaking paint
The clock is ticking in circles
The lonely moth is amused
She watched her tear run down her side
Her reflection starts flickering on and off
The water stains crawl onto the silver
The lonely moth is drawn to the light
She watched her tear run down her side
For the last time her pretty face sees the light
Finally her heart stops beating
She lies so peacefully
She flies into the clouds through the gates of love
A beautiful angel grabs her by the hand
She never woke up to find herself