Words ring hollow
 Clouds draw in
 Discouraged
 Spring rides on
 Embrace the solitude
 The [bad word] of life
 Sorrow deep
 Impenetrable

 Watch the skyline catch fire
 [bad word] and go
 There’s death on your lips
 I never knew
 Our tears are water
 Under the bridge
 distant memory
 Before I go to sleep

 Watch the skyline catch fire
 [bad word] and go
 I was never really here
 But these streets know my name
 Behold
 I’m nothing