Reaching Out...

How Things Look Different On The Way Down

Disillusioned, I've Lost Desire

Will I Burn In The Unforgiving Fire?



From The Flames, I Walk Away

I've Found A Way To Erase The Pain

An Empty Bottle, My Receptacle

A Guardian Angel Called Escape



Don't Dwell On The Forthcoming

As I Know It Won't Be Happening

And You Know, When I'm Gone

You'll Hear My Cries On The Wind