Used to | I used to have a friend He'd hug me every night It didn't stop the demons But it gave me hope to fight I used to have a lover He'd hold me every night It didn't stop my screaming But it stilled my need for flight I used to think I loved you I used to think you cared I used to feel That life would go on some how in the end But now the skies are darkened And it's more than just some rain The end of the world The end of our world Is truely close at hand I can't pretend to be OK With that which scars my soul | 2001-09-17 |