When His Clock Stopped
Lying on the couch
Suddenly the clock stops
And time froze
He pulled from the drawer
The dusty picture
That was what he gave away
He touched just his features
And though without his pain
He just wanted to go back
To that old place
He wasn't breathing anymore
He only thought
No matter what comes
It won't be a mistake
To die for you
Inspired by the memory
He couldn't stop feeling
Blinded by his passion
His tear ducts burst
That voice took over him
With a wet expression
He looked at the moon and whispered
No matter what comes
It won't be a mistake
To die for you
It doesn't matter if the pain
Pierced the heart
If ceasing to exist
Is going to be without you
And even though it had to be
He didn't stop
Feeling
Lying on the couch
His clock stopped.