I can remember, a place I used to go. Chrysanthemums of white, they seemed so beautiful. I can remember. I searched for the amaranth. I'd shut my eyes to see. Oh, how I smiled then, so near the cherished ones. I knew they would appear, saw not a single one. Oh how I smiled then, waiting so patiently. I'd make a wish and bleed.
While I waited I was wasting away.
I can remember, dreamt them so vividly, Soft creatures draped in white, light kisses gracing me. I can remember when I first realized, Dreams were the only place to see them
While I waited I was wasting away. Hope was wasting away. Faith was wasting away. I was wasting away.
I never, never wanted this. I always wanted to believe, but from the start I'd been decieved. I never, never wanted this. Inside a crumbling effigy, so dies all innocence.
