Cherry Blossom leaves are falling

Time is passing, beauty fades like

Skys in winter, times are bitter

Vision stings and senses blur

Things are changing, distance growing

So confusing to remember

Why I need this automation

Need new love I need regeneration...



Cannot see cannot feel

Flesh is false nothing is real



Won't you love me reconstruct me

Build my heart my regenerator

Make me feel make me real

Build my heart my regenerator



I lose myself when I lose control

So deep in snow I have no soul

Once so gentle spreading fingers

But it's too late now

Butterfly in a spiderweb...