No return address.

It is slower in the silence, rest beneath my wake
I would still breathe if the 11th hour came
Dancing is all I have left to soon regret
These hands have fallen heavy onto my face
Endlessly falling, writing when I know it's only wrong
Drive me out of this senseless window painting
Boredom is the past time which I believe in most
Now that I have seen rain fall in the blue skies
I believe I have seen all that really matters
I can still dream that I believe in memories
And she is the one who can coax the sunshine
They are the first to downgrade my happiness
Ask me why I am smiling when the world is crashing down
Dividing we multiply our subtraction, add up the difference
When will people start living when they only feel like dying now
When I opened my mind I was sure that I would spill it out
I never expected to owe myself this joy
Maybe I am caught between I could mull this over
To think about, to consider, to ruminate
For now I save the big decisions for the daylight
Place me in a bowl and turn the water on.
Observe me so I will not make my mistake this time
I have wanted all that I have ever had
I have everything I have ever wanted within these walls
The window to my left provides the great escape
I want everything, I need everything, I have everything
I have everything to lose.

=Dave