Can I Scream With You?

Sometimes I just sit ..with your lovely face in my head, and I gaze over the perfect imperfections that I never want to change. I know you don't know it yet, darlin', but you're my inspiration ..that flicker of light I keep trying to grasp ..but it's always taken away.

It comes back though, burnin' like the flames of hell. Strong and alive, shattering my world to pieces. The embers dance along my skin, and whisper little love notes in my ear.

Sometimes I wish you'd sing with me, but you'd rather scream instead. I guess I can handle that. I always did want to be heard. Let the rage contaminate the air. Let it fill every pore around, and strangle the innocence out of all the children. It's time to grow up and live in the real world now. It's time to stop thinkin' this fairytale of mine will ever come true.

..but

I think.. I can live with that. I think I can be happy.. as long as I get to scream with you.