I stroked her headstone gently
  whispered to the dead show me
  asking for a preview of death
  when I finally take my last breath
  will I haunt my lovers tears of rain
  or will I chase away Cancer's pain
  from Halloween Queen named Kellee?
  Are we blinded by light or can we see?
  Do we suffer forever or are we set free?
  Will our shadow creator ever let us be?

where did we go
so far across oceans
that we forgot about the fruit
of our backyard tree?

The bottles in mirrors
in bar light infinity
Alchemy potions to
bring you serenity.
She looks at you, smiles,
spins straw into lead
I doubt all I once knew
realize I'm finally dead.

long stretches of disappointing time
have turned you blind
to your dreams
X

well, in this time i have grown my vision
now i play life’s game
with better timing and precision
O

blind as you are
you’ll trip on your past convictions
flat on your face, full of regret
X

i pray
i don’t become blind
the older i get
O

resume to live by my unwise heart
manoeuvre to where
my unsure mind sees best
O

and this is how i see i’ll win,
where you have lost,
in the cruel game of life
O

(3 O’s in a row. I win!)

or
is my youth
my fall
X

and i’m unawarely
walking down the same blinding path
as you
X

will i see
that i’m blind
life has got me outplayed and i lost?
X