They've gone to whatever
They're leaving us behind
Floating... as light as a feather
They'll rise to a different kind
Maybe it was better this way
Although one could have some doubts
For peace we all shall pray
Now... silence's such a dreadful sound
A group of pigeons sing
At some time there was a light
This should have been a new beginning
But the lord is always right...
It's not fair...You and I made a pact
Only you could keep
And now I anseer to you
In my sleep
A suicide invoice
In pen and ink
Brings you to my bedside
In yellow, white, and pink
And when I dream
I keep my promises to you
I really do
Suicide invoice
Suicide dream
And when I dream
I keep my promises to you
I really do
A suicide invoice
Yellow, white, and pink
Brings you to my bedside
In pen and ink
And when I wake
I know all our dreams will come true
I really do