I don't want to see you again.
Back dancing with the rain
I don't want to take off the spines
Dripping blood from wounded flesh
I don't want to see you turn around.
When I sit alone on a park bench
Sing a song without a verse
While erasing your shadow
I don't want you to see me
Counting your footprints
Laughing at the moon in a blanket of clouds
When the wound tells the rain