**MuSiC**

Dogs were whistling a new tuneBarking at the new moonHoping it would come soon so that they could dieHonestly what will become of meI don't like realityIt's way too clear to meBut really life is dailyWe are what we don't seeWe miss everything daydreamingFlames to dustLovers to friendsWhy do all good things come to an endTraveling I always stop at exitsWondering if I'll stayYoung and restlessLiving this way I stress lessI want to pull away when the dream diesThe pain sets it and I don't cryI only feel gravity and I wonder whyAnd the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day until the feeling went away And the clouds were dropping and the ................. the rain forgot how to bring salvation The dogs were whistling a new tune barking at the new moon hoping it would come soon so that they could die