The demons are swarming
Creating hurricanes of the mind...

With the shutting of my eyes
Another dreamt day gone past...

As the warm glow of life fills within
The shade overhead attempts to grow...

I sailed and I sailed
Until I finally caved...

He stands there alone
Waiting by that stupid phone...

Blessed be the palate
Which love bread and wine...

The darkened tide washed over the coast
As each cold gust pierced deep my chest...

The freezing chill running down
The burning question up above...

Each passing look...each breath we take...
you could feel the heartbeat between us thundering...

In a moment, just a second
The mind can turn vicious, ferocious...

A long time ago
I saw the sun so bright...

Holding tongue, speak not...at all
Keep gaze but 'pon soft windows, brown...