Desperation I dream of a white room With white walls A white bed A white, silent clock With no numbers Outside are white houses No one is there No one needs me In the white No one exists If I killed myself Would I go to hell Would I go to the white room I long to wake up there There is nothing to do there Just exist in pure nothingness And worry about nothing I dream of the white room Where everything is neat No one cleans No one eats If I die tonight I will awake in my white room With the white clock Silent White numbers And me

Chaotic Love I stood in the ocean The waves thrashing at my knees Begging me to topple To end a relationship's disease The salt stings my bare skin The sun burns my eyes The waves still Pushing Pushing me aside Then a giant wave of emotion crashes upon me Leaving me tossed about In a terrible flood That takes me to the city I awake on the shore A mouth full of sand And even though I'm filthy I have to find my man That's when I stopped swimming And build our house on dry land

Red If I slept through the morning Would you notice If I woke up in the night Would you care Should I stand beneath the wave Of an artist Whose blank eyes wouldn't share The depth of the red stars in the ocean They blink to guide me there To the place where everyone is alone and It is perfectly red The desperate souls yearning For a friend instead Desperate souls so needy To no longer be dead Where they sleep beneath the ocean Where it is all red

The Laugh You are not my enemy You are my friend Not my beginning You are my end Of many days Under the sun That burned in your gaze And I was the one To cross you path That stormy day I made you laugh Then you walked away You are not my enemy You are my friend Not my beginning You are the end

Existing All alone in the early morning The sun begins to rise All alone in the early morning I lie down and close my eyes The air is fresh as morning dew But there is nothing left to do But hide beneath the covers