all i ask for
is a little effort
in return.

If today I pass...everyone at my funeral will see that I was hysterically happy when I died....at last

Open hands and dust dispersed,
fatalistic attitudes through love returned,
set adrift in open flames,
captured as none
beyond the rain.

My mind has evolved ever since I read your words.

If the whole world went dark
And the bright sun died out,
Would the light in your heart
Guide me to you, no doubt?
No street lights to follow,
Or moonlit roads to see.
Just the spark inside you,
Is it lit up for me?

Cause you and me got a good thing, honey.
And baby that's the truth.
No, I dont need the world to be sunny
To guide me back to you.