Sometimes The Silence Can Be Like Thunder.

There's Eyes Behind The Mirrors In Empty Places.

I Am Hanging In The Balance Of A Perfect Finished Plan, Like Every Sparrow Falling, Like Every Grain Of Sand.

Forget The Dead You've Left, They Will Not Follow You.

I'll Remember You. When I've Forgotten All The Rest.you To Me Were True. You To Me Were The Best.

And I Hope That You Die And Your Death'll Come Soon I Will Follow Your Casket In The Pale Afternoon And I'll Watch While You're Lowered Down To Your Deathbed And I'll Stand O'er Your Grave 'til I'm Sure That You're Dead