You exist
As a means of action
And your job
Is well done.

You yourself
Make the world stand still
While I struggle
To learn my lesson.

I find
Every moment without your presence
Feels like a
Waste of an opportunity...

To learn,
To live,
To love,
To exist,
Like you do.

Her name is Autumn.
She can write, write so beautifully.
Her name is Autumn.
Her written word makes my soul dance quickly.
Her name is Autumn.
She ponders things I never think of
A dreamer of dreams,
A schemer of schemes,
And a wonderful lady at that.
A lady named Autumn.

Light dances behind your eyes.
I see you as someone who doesn't speak lies.
I've done it before, I'll do it again.
I'll let you down hard, God only knows when.
I'll crawl back to you on my hands and my knees.
A strange fascination, like a child with keys.

You've done something grand, and you've done something kind.
But I'll do something wrong, and I'll change my mind.
Or maybe I wont, I haven't decided.
I hope, when you leave, I'll be able to fight it.

This pain that I feel when you aren't around
Every time it returns, it runs me aground.
As the Earth and the Sky merge in the distance,
I sit here and wonder...
What this is.

It's taken me all too long to realize
What I see when I look into your eyes
I once thought it was a feeling of love
My heartbeat would match that of a dove
Thoughts of other things cleared from my mind
At last I was allowed to find
The feeling for which I had been so patient
What I feel now is admiration.

It's him again. The reason why.
I start anew, my pen has pride
It's him again. The reason why.
My pages are blank and full at the same time
It's him again. The reason why.
My joyful laugh, my sorrowful cry
It's him again. The reason why.
Days where I just can't get by
It's him again. The reason why.
I've cried so much, my eyes are dry
It's him again. The reason why.
Can't bring myself to say goodbye
It's him again. The reason why.

It's like a crystal fountain
Spouting out perfection,
And in the end we see that
we were mesmerized.

Now the fountain's dry,
and in the public's eye
it holds no more purpose
except to hurt and haunt us

The bottom of the basin
is dried up like a raisin
it's dusty and in shambles
it's where my heart now lies

Months have come and gone
rain came with the dawn
and now my heart's content
and I am whole again.

A dull roar in our ears
Life goes on for eighty years
Cities of glass, castles of stone
Wars of flesh, blood and bone
Unrequited love, riddled with heartache
More than any human could take
Friends or foes, allies or enemies
Songs with righteous melodies
When we receive all that we want,
Then no more dreams for ghosts to haunt