[b]She's a Planet[/b] - Album "Structures" She comes to me unwillingly I take her hands and hold them tight Her eyes are sad as if they had Seen all bad and not a single right The last few years were filled with tears First of joy but now of grief When she slept, her life was kept A conscience stolen by a thief Her fragile face and shyish grace Leaves me bereft As much as I adore her skin to her core She is in love with death She wants to be the tragedy The king of dreams wants to keep She touch her hand to see if she can Pinch herself back to sleep She wears her depression It's like her fashion She's a planet in her own galaxy My beautiful friend has reached the end Of what she can take of reality She wants to go back to the heart-attack Which gave her a decade in coma Her only desire is to expire Into the dark worlds' aroma