In April of 2006 he sang his last song, but what he did not realise was he had wrote it wrong. now his family and friends are left to hear those sad, sad words, and feel that nightmarish tune run through their veins,
dreaming of you between my sheets, hair falling into the pillow, your body sinking into mine, your sweet, sweet scent like a reality i never want to escape from, but tonight your just a shadow, a ghost of my subconcious,
I wake, but have I? Kicking and screaming, but not. There she is, but i can't reach her. There she is again, but what? Whose is that she is stroking the head of? It's a baby. I wake, but have I?