Do I think?
Or do I want?

Humans have eternal curiosity
Which leads them to disappointment
and somber sin

Knowledge sharpens the sword of melancholy
While happiness downs in a sea of
disappointment

Can't you see?

When I allow myself to feel
All I feel are these pessimistic
discouragements

Better off alone
infinitely twisting beyond the cotton candy clouds

Blinded visions shouldn't be ignored
but sometimes they shouldn't be considered

Earth will continue to roll out flowers onto the fields
and we will continue to walk through the pouring rain
seeing it all,
feeling the outside emotions

Talking to you makes me feel like I'm in Paris

This intense passion we both share for a moment
that brings us an overwhelming amount of
infatuated joy

It's incredible, it's magical ...
it's Real.

Dread lives longer
than happiness will thrive.
It keeps us going, it keeps us alive.

To wish and to dream,
of a Hollywood theme,
will soon be disrupted by a reality scene.

Putting our desires to ink then to breath,
is it really worth it, when it comes to death?

Is all we see really only a dream?
Is all that we want, just a perfect song?

Is all that we succumb, transform to what we become?

With all the tunes and words combined,
Everything will be alright.

Through the years, and over time,
It all turned out to be alright.

The trees will sway, and the wind will blow
But all the people know
That these words tonight
Mean everything will be alright.

the future that I had feared dearly in the past is now here
and no one around seems to see it

feelings of connections to the past are more prominent that how I could ever feel here in this moment