If you raised those downcast eyes
And opened up your mind
You would quickly realize
You were one of a kind

Two days
Met in a graveyard.
One was laughing
The other was crying.
What makes you laugh?
Your life was so rough.
What makes you cry?
Your life was a big lie.
Life is just one day!
You and I
Were nothing but
Two days.
Living in a weird maze.
What's another day
If your today is identical
To your yesterday?

Hollowed out dreams
Cracking at their seams
Still grasping for the star
Which never seemed so far
Still searching for that fire
That shields from all that’s dire
The cathartic placation
When you satisfy inspiration
The iridescent heat
That comes when lovers meet
It must be real obscene
To be this routine
To stretch that errant prime
Into a lifetime

And the visions
that once inspired
his mind
all died
in the killing fields
of his eyes.