I Wrote Haikus About Cannibalism In Your Yearbook - Seven

A song about cherishing someone, who will always be remembered. Tonight is just for body heat and sad songs. I sing for You what I wrote, because You are the only one who would understand. So, my Love just take my hand. We will scale the steepest hill and scream down at callous and mundane lives. Save me from my room. Save me from my thoughts. These are my hands and through them my soul transfers into melodies. I used to touch Your face and Your hair. Now all I can feel is metal and wood.