A cold February night   Ever, ever, ever-spanning   Into the chill   Into the darkness   Of May      Familiar surroundings   Come crashing into   Pure confusion   The house of cards   Suddenly   collapsed       All those memories   Placed on a card   The Queen of Hearts   and the Suicide King   fall gracefully   down      And I awaken   to the sounds   of the rain   pattering onto   the window sill   the blackness   Is my blanket      Were those smiles    Ever real?   Were you lying   when you told    me how you felt?   All I'm sure of    Is that   It doesn't matter either way   the show has come to end   And I'm tired of    Your cliches      I'm falling   Falling back into    darkness, waiting   I'm just waiting    for the coming of May