Thursday, July 23, 2015


TWO



like Noah sailing through God's angry high seas
I scratch the surface of the rainclouds to pick at sand fleas

she looks at me when I talk like I am made of fire
beneath those eyes I sense desire

as if in a moment you can always tell
that fate would throw us together well

but is all this crackling energy
that i feel flowing from you to me
something real or merely fantasy?
a dream of what I long should be?

if  I could save two of everything
could I save two hearts to sing
together eternal and simply pure
without a need for closing doors

or is this what bitterness is for?

a shame my radar's off
a shame i 'm always wrong
this decent will mean i'm gone
love will have to feed without me

a crime to think i have no song
no torch to carry on
what has left  forever gone
love will have to feed without me

a carcass picked down to the bone
a light went out in the dark alone
don't call i wont pick up the phone
love will have to feed without me

exit wounds on my heart betray the end before the start
you can't start a fire underwater

battle wounds that refuse to heal
as I let loneliness congeal
lay me to rest among the best
that heartbreak has to offer
love will have to feed without me




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