Cold

It's ten o'clock as I walk with the river.
Sweat runs from my back but I don't even notice it.
I keep hearing these voices, they
tell me to take my own life.
As I stare into the sky I see the night
spreading it's dark sheet over the world.
I look in the river and see myself and
the first stars appear. I see myself screaming
but nothing's coming out.
Why have you left me alone in this wicked
world where everything's so beautifull.
I lay my head down and think of you.
While watching the sky I lose all notice of
time.
It becomes cold. Cold in my head and a thin
layer of fog appears on the surface of the
water. My troubled mind can't find any peace.
A new day breaks the last remains of what
once was a man who loved the woman of
his dreams