High or low, where'd you go
Are you stuck in the middle?
A spectral invisible ghost
Like images of angels in the snow
Our courage melts away, it comes then goes
Where you been? Can I find
Don't know where or when one of us left
Divisions came and troubles multiplied
Incisions made by scalpel blades of time
I can guess and conjecture
My altered perceptions unclear
Sadness comes with it a sea of tears
Would some love be best had it not appeared?
Is this you? Here I stand
Intense recollections of pain, self-neglecting again
Thought you found a game where you could win
It's all vivisection in the end
A vision you caught of her but then
Wish it was not you that she had led
Selfish navigation with no end
Where'd you sleep? Can I find
In the face of rejection I'm trying
Evidence in the echoes of your mind
Leads me to believe we missed the signs
Can I try, one last time?
Could all use a savior from human behavior sometimes
The Queen of Collections took your time
Sadness comes 'cause some of it was mine