I lay down on my pillow in this familiar space,
Just caught up in my dreams and my bones,
I count my wounds among this beautiful lace,
It's a long night and I should, better be gone...
Gone with the wind in the last hurricane,
Gone, gone, gone,
Gone with butterfly & bugs under acid rains
Gone, gone, gone,
Gone for all the wrong reasons and that's maybe why...
I can't hardly find my rest tonight
And if stars are shining tonight in these memories
As a part of it I'm howling at the moon, still alive,
This vicious venom has to called as it is
But I'd like to know in the end, who will survive
Gone after or before disaster, well, what's worth
Gone, gone, gone,
Gone exactly from the face of the earth,
Gone, gone, gone,
Gone for all the wrong reasons, and that's maybe why...
I can't hardly find my rest tonight...
