healer

seeing in colours, only black and grey
and a distant red, so far away
just a speck, just a point, just a li'l dot
an innocent face tucked safe in a wallet
in a corner where dirty hands don't stray.

the wind whispers no answers
the leaves don't shake with glee
they just drop dead and they crumble
under heavy feet, with no plea.

somebody
heal my mind
i see only in black and gray
this autumn's so stuck in my head
this autumn's gonna leave me dead
heal my mind.

there are couples around, and kids at play
when they open their mouths, no words they say
empty bubbles, misty breaths,
petty squabbles, teary wreaths, living deaths
the grass, the flowers, all life is grey.

somebody
heal my mind
i see only in black and gray
this autumn's so stuck in my head
this autumn's gonna leave me dead
heal my mind.

will speak, or won't?
will hear or won't?
why should i worry?
shouldn't care
can't care
cos here is the silence
here, within
and that is the truth
here it is
here within.

will meet or won't?
will be or won't?
why should it matter?
shouldn't matter
doesn't matter
cos here is the emptiness
here, within
and that is the truth
here it is
here within.

will live?
will die?
no cares, no wares
the path lies ahead
the creepy garden path
walk along
walk alone
what cares?
who cares?
cos it here
the path
here it is
here within
the path.
alone.