Cut out that center fold
hang it up on the wall...

I have the prettiest of ideas
It involves you and me alone...

She was sleeping alone in her single sized bed
Till she heard the voices beyond the walls...

The stars hold nothing but the truth of the night
A sea of loneliness engulfs starving eyes...

In the summers heat we lay perfectly still
In the tall of the grass where we feel so tranquil...

I'm like a ghost in a dream
Wondering these city streets...

As the moon begins its slow climb
to where the sun was once held high...

In the loneliest of corners the flower still...
No matter our presences the beauty is true...

I feel sick to my stomach
I've never been this lost...