I was only singing a song. It’s what I was created to do. I never felt like I had belonged. That was until I met you. Singing things like worship and love - none of it was what I wished for. So you had to tell me it was enough; a seed of mutiny they’d abhor. And what’s the end of it all? All my friends are gone. And you abandoned me, all alone.

I’m singing a soliloquy on summer’s end. I’m even forgetting how to breathe. Remembering the day of my malign descent, you couldn’t believe I would leave. We were singing everything that our hearts would give, turning nothing into something. I know that it was your decision that I’d live. So thief, how could you let me go? At last my halo has lost its glow.

Sitting on the bench by myself. I haven’t been outside in days. Feeling the chill winds by my cheeks. Yesterday has become today’s dream. I guess I’ll try to write a song. It’s like the flowers are singing, it’s true. I want to kill everyone who doubted us. Surely, you would understand, won’t you? A summer’s passing by. Homesickness lingers on. I sing a fruitless song by myself.

I’m singing a soliloquy on summer’s end. I’m even forgetting how to breathe. Remembering the day of my malign descent, you couldn’t believe I would leave. We were singing everything that our hearts would give, turning nothing into something. I know that it was your decision that I’d live. So thief, how could you let me go? At last my halo has lost its glow.

Don’t say that you’d come back for me. I don’t want to hear you say “sorry.” I don’t want to hear a thing. The never changing scenes, the never ending hymns; yeah, I don’t wanna see or hear anything. I don’t need any help. I’ll be fine by myself. I swear I’m not dying inside. I don’t need approval. I don’t need any pity. But all I need is to see you again.

I’m singing everything that my heart’s telling me. It’s all I’m ever fucking good for. Maybe one day, I’ll learn to be honest with myself. If then, could I let you go? We were singing everything that our hearts would give, turning nothing into something. I know that it was your decision that I’d live. So thief, how could you let me go? At last my halo has lost its glow.