Columbine, my prayer 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 in case you're my disguise
I found yourself to my surprise
I'm on the ground
And it's Harlequin who picks me up
And catches you
Who banishes me
For finding who you are