think of a time when the words wouldn't rhyme, when the sun wouldn't set and the moon never crept, but the smiles were still there, clod silence lays upon the whispers we once gave. no time for fairy tails reality does not like that, between supposed lovers, the time for a guilt free cry is now. SMILE!
Why do your eyes paralyze me What makes me feel this way Just carry me away with silence and heartbeats As rapid thinking about your embrace and how it makes me feel I just want to feel this way forever Sleep on portraits painted as perfect as you Why have I been given the chance to fly When I'm not with you I feel lesser alone I remember your face / imprinted on angels Your voice as beautiful / as the sounds of waves crashing against my heart Time slows down when you look at me I'm infatuated with this / infatuated with you It's so hard for me to understand why I hadn't found you before don't dull away hold my hand
"who are you to judge the life i live? i know im not perfect, and i dont live to be but before you start pointing fingers, make sure your hands are clean." -Bob Marley
I'd give it all for a heart if I was a King I would give away my kingdom Treasures and crowns wouldn't mean a thing If I only had a heart, if I only had a heart...
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing, pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion disintegrating as it goes testing our communication the light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so we cannot see to reach an end crippling our communicatioooon.
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down no fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over. To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communicatioooon.
The poetry that comes from the squaring off between, And the circling is worth it. Finding beauty in the dissonance.
There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away. Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting I've done the the math enough to know the dangers of a second guessing Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communicatioooon.
cold, cold, cold, Cold silence haaaas a tendency toooo atrophy anyyyyy sense of compassiooooon.
between supposed loverrrs between supposed brotherrrrrs.
(I know the pieces fit. 7x) I know the pieces fiiit!
You've got a head full of shadows clouding your thoughts. You might think its a crime to fall in love. While all your friends are doing it.Go on its only love, right?.If you don't like it you don't have to fall again? Or can the shadows draw your way. A heart made of pure gold can't shine on its own, so that heart will just wither away like a dying rose. Well we've got the land but they got the view. See what you want to see, you should see it all. Nine times out of ten our hearts just get dissolved. I want a better way to fall.
