This burning emptiness seers a hole so deep Drops me down a tunnel Excavates my darkest fears A wayward loner traveling Amid the macabre and mordacious Misanthropic runaways Snorting anything that they can crush The only one waiting at the end of the maze was you My darling, the sky's falling Before our sea-swept eyes The high desert is softly calling âLovers seek asylumâ Wrap ourselves in clouds Going underground Befogged without a sound Let's disappear from the darkness, the darkness Let's make clearing Where two lost souls can become one You're like a broken green house Shattered by a hell streak But the rain is calling, calling I am to cease the leak I heard the tornado dog barking terrifyingly He knows which way the wind blows Sucking everything into the gloaming I am the one at the end of the tunnel for you Let's disappear from the darkness, the darkness Let's make clearing Where two lost souls can become one Become One Become One Become One... Copyright 2004 Beau Phillips