Have you ever loved someone,
Where you sit in a dark corner,
Playing with your shadow and a flashlight.
A moonlight sonata plays on max volume
and you stand tall,
the corner awaits my conversation.
Dressed in Black with white socks,
I grab his cane and ask my questions,
Why and Where don\'t satisfy me.
I craw beneath my bed,
Face down in the rug,
The smell of rotten wood creeps into my skull.
So I ask again,
My friend have you ever loved someone
to the point of madness?