Nonentity - original

	Catch my fall and
	Lay your hand on my eyes
	Feel the great of worry
	That's too late that I'll be thy
	Tender thoughts
	I'm so sorry I'm a slave of glacial minds
	Some cruelty give raise to
	Some restraint for some time
	The brand of my down cooled entity
	Dim my splendid eyes
	My delight turns to apathy
	In a sorely sigh
	Catch your fall and
	Lay my hand on your eyes
	Feel your alienation
	But can't change it in this time