Summertime heat, August rush, blue ocean crush, solemn Autumn anguish. Dying heartbeat, childish Christmas wish, bleed scarlet and gush out a flood of crimson red blood. Unwanted trash, third grade ashtray, crash and burn into the lake of fire like an airplane. Rolling in deep sleep, rebellious teenage angst, weep nomore for Jerusalem. Motherless fatherless heart of the wilderness, ponder upon the chance to wander about the desert for forty days and forty nights. Tragic romantic poetic Gothic art, bittersweet Spring fling, ponder upon the chance to dance with wolves. Demons lay in wake waiting for their dessert, their birthday cake. Moonstruck, stargaze and suicidal thoughts remain stuck in a horrible traffic jam. Lacking logic, poisonous apple, be trapped in a purple haze. Lost within a maze of confusion and dying passion, zone out and feel less completely whole without having someone to love. Slowly, begin to put all of the missing pieces back together in one huge puzzle. Nocturnal nocturne nurture, wild horses please come and drag this dead body, haunted lonesome melody away from the promise land.