lovers pouring in
traffic ebbs and flows
drowning in this sea
you would never suppose

it all seems like such a waste
one brief life one brief taste
vaporous faces drift on by
float on and upwards
through the wounded sky

oh i remember the caress of time
the crash of the waves
fingers all feathered and divine
glistening oblivion in salty blue caves

and you still look on
from long ago
head full of serpents
heart full of stone

Oh the joy of walking
With people keeping distance
And no joggers
Or cyclists
Brushing past
Our shoulders.

you got feelings, so do I
don't try to deny
it's okay to open up
and trust me its gonna ****
you can't put them in a bottle trust me I've tried
it will take you on a ride
that you never wanna be on
then you wonder where you've gone

Your love is average
I don't know why I seek it.
Perhaps its the most I've ever received.
At a certain level I cry knowing **** well I don't deserve average.
So don't pity me any longer, just leave
I would do the same.
I'm the problem.