Columbine my frail design
I see you see me standing on my own
Is it you that I´m walking through
Should I retrace my point of view
I´m left in clouded dreams of finding who

Not Columbine
Just incase you´re my disguise
I found yourself to my surprise
I´m on the ground
And it´s Harlequin who fix me up
Who catches you
Who wanishes me
From finding who
You are