She sits on a piano bench,
in the basement of a church,
the church she once graduated in,
with the boy who has died,
died the day before,
much after going to school,
with the girl who now sits on a piano bench,
in the basement of a church,
the church she once graduated in.

Reality does not hit her at first,
but four days later it assails,
crushing her skull and collapsing her lungs.

She stands holding a candle,
holding a candle in a pew,
in the church she once graduated in,
at the funeral of a boy who she graduated with,
remembering him in a blue dress shirt,
and glasses, with a round face
and tears stream from her eyes
and she feels the weight,
of a life lost too soon.

Her heart stopped for a little while and I swore I heard her smile
As I spoke to her thousands of miles away
She told me of her smiles and frowns, brought me through her ups and downs
Bringing me right to here and up to date
Sitting, pondering such things as cheese *****, waterfalls, and angel wings
And I laid there in the dark, just listening
Hearing people pass her by, I watched her laugh and heard her cry
With truths and lies, like tears on her cheek, glistening
For her fibs lied in her saying that love was fluff, a made up thing
And she would not, could not see her in that light
But I knew more than she let on, the girl who knew those words were wrong
A romantic hiding in the dead of night

A spaceman among all the stars, a long way from a blue sky
With lullabies inside recordings that are from long ago
Seeing reds of gas clouds through the window as they pass me by
The hum of the engines as they pass by many a moon's glow

And my eyes have seen all the wonders over and under multiple suns
As I travel each corner faster than the wink of an eye
Watching a dazzling ballet perform every day for a crowd of one
Shedding firework tears and sending me off with untold goodbyes

Fret not, I've yet to forget the grassy knoll that I once knew
In the days before the rocket's roar in the days long past
Within dreams I do dwell in the metal shell past the skies of blue
And the view of that blue marble someday just might be my last

Ah, summer!
Summertime is ever my favourite, indeed;
with charms t'at are inadequate,
with promises not rich enough,
for my love is even wealthier t'an which!
Oh! But still, a summer garden
is a warming delight to my sights;
it is a living soul to me,
it pats my shoulder and smiles at me,
it sings to me and write me-
a delicate night-time lullaby!
Ah, so sweet and enigmatic
is our beloved summertime,
as it for ever always is;
With leaves t'at canst talk,
flowers t'at canst think,
and clever blossoms
that canst charm
and sway about so prettily
Back and forth,
Beneath and behind me;
O, and perhaps lips
t'at canst promise
Some surge of happiness;
Yes, happiness-vacant happiness,
Happiness t'at is our abode,
and for us only-to dwell in;
Though whose self is still beyond thought
and canst be delicately seen
only from a thousand miles away
from 'ere; o, dear happiness!
Wherefore be thou-come 'ere!
Come 'ere-o, light of my dim light,
fire of my shy fire!
Come 'ere, o dearest!
Flirt with and tease me;
touch and taunt me;
'Till I am but immersed
in thy evil charm, thy evil charm;
Whilst soaked in thy greedy eyes,
Consummate and make me whole,
delude and corrupt me,
but make me forget not
my very own intimate voice;
With a love that I want to kiss,
within a glory I should rejoice.
Stab and ****** me!
Make things blissful a tragedy;
but a glossy tragedy-as thy soul may be;
And be I, the happiest ghost in th' world;
roses are my tongue, lilies are my mouth;
cherries my breath, berries my death;
But on top of all, my dear,
Their blooms my satiation,
Frivolous, ye' stupendous as it is,
Ah, my salvation, health, and incarnation!
And comest to me once more;
Love me and care for me
Like never before;
just like I hath cared and be cared for,
make my feelings sure,
find a cure to my foul longing,
And be my sole angel of bliss
Like when I am lost again today;
Tend to me with thy singing so sweet-
As when I love; as I hath ever dreamed.

I seek darkness
and blood
for balance
I want to breathe in fluids
and
to drown myself
in beauty
so I need shades
for depth
perception
I seek out shadows
distorted versions
of light
without which I am frightened
and blind
to its shapes

I seek pain
in visions
vivid illuminations
of horror
of second hand experiences
to shoot through my system
for dopamine kicks
that allow me to cry
and long
for reality's release

She hides behind herself,
picturesque scenery flashing
before her sad doe eyes
only to crystallize before her
like memories
life washes over her
but not through her
at any given moment
she could fade away
gone with a fluttering
of butterfly wings
what is love
(baby don't hurt me)
but a rush of pheromones,
a shotgun blast of hormones?
a necessity
a necessity she doesn't know by name
or by face
but by the lingering aroma
of cigarette smoke
and detestable good byes

I came to you last night in a dream
My soul left my body and drifted away
The scenery went by at speed
Over oceans and mountains and forests and plains

I feared for the worst
I might disappear
But my soul knew the way
I had nothing to fear
I was calm and relaxed, enjoying the ride
I floated in gently to lay at your side

So if only in spirit, in a fashion there's passion
Then just like that, I'm gone, like a ninja assassin