And when the darkness comes, she chooses her best tears.
And when the day arrives, she makes them disappear.

She will put on a smile, remove it when the time is right.
She'll make sure no one's watching, while the angels of
sorrow take over the night.

Hopes and dreams,
they're like the birds in the sky -
You'll hear them singing for a brief second,
then sadly watch them go by.

6.7.06
the end of a dream.