It was a hot day in spring, magnolias bloomed
and the air was full of cherry blossoms. The
perfect day for your funeral. (We pay our last

honor to you. You'll always have a place in
our hearts.)
Triangles circle 'round in my

head, like the gears that drive us on.
Since you're gone, i search for a place to rest
my head. Since you're gone, i long for some

sleep, but triangles circle in front of my eyes.
They force me to stay awake.
They wont let me rest. I need some time for

myself.
Triangles circle all around me
I will never recover.

But please, let me sleep!