A/N: If this isn't clear to anybody, I'll be happy to explain, ut in all honesty, I don't know how readily I would re write this chapter. Please leave a review with your interpretation. Thank you.
The room is dark, no light can stand to illuminate it. The couch is cold, and the bed sheets folded. Around you, around my hopes, my dreams, my everything.
The table is still set for two.
I'm wondering; "Where are you?"
"Where did you go? Where did you live? Did you live? Or did you just die?"
The piano notes drift into the air at your funeral. I can barely stand to be there, your fans suffocate me with their 'sorry's' and condolences.
I remember seeing you with your eyes shut, the life from you gone, your soul, faded into the air, and now we'll all be breathing it in.
Your honest soul, so beautiful.
I'm wondering; "where are you now?"
When I close my eyes... I wish I could see you.
One more time.
I wish I could end it all. Because now all I am is a broken carcass, and it's just you and I in here, for one last time.
Where you are.
Where you are is inside me.
It's my last night in town and the air is brown, or at least it will be until I wear again my crown of shame, then it will be no colour at all.
I dart around and the leaves fall down, the reds and oranges falling across my features. I don't want to do this, but I can't choose the way every trail looks the same.
"Why am I still fine?"
What if I? What if I? What if I?
When I close my eyes, I wish I could feel you, one more time.
In my broken carcass it's just you and I for one last time, where you are.
What if I?
Maybe memories will keep me alive, but I don't care.
Where you are... I know where you are. And soon I'll be there too.
So when I close my eyes... I wish I could find you.
One more time.
In my broken carcass it'll be just you and I for one last time.
Where you are.
Where you are.
Where I am.
What if I?
Say Goodbye.
What if I?
What if I?
What if I?
Jump.
What if I?
Fall.
What if I?
