#1

When all the stars
fall out of the sky,
and the black cloack falls over
us,
you should know that
the grass isn't green,
the sky isn't blue,
and when I run,
it's because I'm searching for you.
It was the Diamonds I left there too.

And when the stars
fall out of my sky,
and the fog settles in
my
mind,
you should know that
all I wanted

was for
you to understand.
It was a need that
cut me to the core
The one that left Diamonds shattered on the floor.