Missing
Wake up now little sleepyheadFrom your nightmarish day with the dead tripYou'd be better off not to knowOf the wild seeds you let goFrom your thorny fingertipsTry to clean bloodstained handsThat ran away and left the sceneOf a crime last nightAlways thought you stood on the other sideNever thought the roof would cave inWhere you were hidingThere's a wave of fear that creeps right inA vacant stare that can't say where it's beenOr what's been lacedThe trail leads all over the placeThere's an angel at your sideWho rescued you in a nick of timeExplains how you almost fellAnd vanished into a fatal spellShe looks into your eyes and seesThere's something still missingShe notices a chunk bleeding from your chestTries to stop the bloodflow with her best compressBut the wreckage is in a messThere's an emotional tax, figured in after the factAnd stories unfoldThe world grows dark and bones get coldYou look into your heart and you know