Empty Glasses, Empty Cheers
5/6/02
The day falls silent
Skies gray, air still
I wander in the refuge of myself
The world lifted off my shoulders,
Atlas I am no more
No smiles, no laughter
No tears, no heartbreak
A time of what should be happiness
Is a time of dull emotionless life
A time of what should be relief
Is a time of imprisonment, death
If I cannot smile,
Lord, let me cry,
For God’s sake, break my heart to pieces
Unlock my soul
In this land without light