It never gets old, this haunting refrain,
In the quiet of my mind, you still remain...
I will love you unconditionally;
be you blood of my blood...
Subtlety is not my forte when it comes to you;
Open mouth, spilling words long left dormant...
The curtains took care
of the obtrusive sunrise that crawled...
I tried to spark the sun at night,
But found the moon a stubborn foe...
Love's like oxygen
It does not have to be pure...
Into the ether and into the night
I tried to escape and to make this all right...
I have never been the one to keep you warm,
Or stop the river freezing between your banks...
I moved like a ship
on the water...
True love is the sunset, that blends in the sky
Or a river that flows, so gently by...
Haunting cries echo in chasms of days
And loneliness smothers at night...
the chapter of our story
took a turn for the worse...