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
