Darker hallway, One more door
Fading light, down from shore
A busy street, weeping mob
Lost traveler, in their sob
Lifeless tracks, voices begin
Chill of metal, across the skin
Scathed soul, left in mud
Crimsoned eyes, color of blood
He would stand, across the road,
Bleeding out, none to hold
She would rush, but never reach
Sinking feeling, in her screech
Over and over, he had died
In the bed, where she lied
Love was what she could never give
Dreams was where he would always live
