At A Glance
No haven now as I watch it pour from everywhereJust like the storm that has come out of thin airGentle caresses, just as paper thin,Frail and only, lack the strength to holdWhat if could go to sleep for days,Would you count the hours,Or would your restlessness consume fading memories of me?Fall into open arms that offer their protectionQuick to deny that they're open to deceitLong to believe that support will never ceaseBitter and lonely, those they've left beforeThe vibrant heart so quickly growing old,The warmest eyes so quickly growing coldJust a glance for they don't care to see what becomes of me