Although this is provocative, the mood that it sets draws us into a deeper mindset of emotions that could only be thought up as an unfinished thought; leaving us wanting more of what you have to offer.
The skies are black but the stars stay white, We love to sit and stare every night. We take comfort from this thing that feels like a dream, Gemstone can't help but sing at this lovely sight.
Wish we could stay forever, Pray this moment never ends,
But at last this will pass, We'll fall back to our sin's,
To our demons, to our fears, To the live's that we live,
To this guilt deep in side, To the ones that were killed.