The dust has settled,
Minds rest on the brink of disaster
The gravel has crumbled,
Fleeting footsteps have erased ever-after
I'm halfway through the endgame
Yet only quarter of the man I thought I'd be

The winds have circled,
Tearing asunder the bliss of yesterday
The sky has shattered,
Dropping pieces of every blue and grey
I'm halfway to my sanctuary
Yet only quarter of the man I thought I'd be

The patience has dwindled,
Chaos reigns upon the prince's throne
The lies have multiplied,
Thievery designed to draw soul from bone
I'm halfway to a day of reckoning
Yet only quarter of the man I thought I'd be

Trapped in the rearview
Peripheral sense fleeting
Sirens and sadness

I caught a glimpse of you
Behind the wall of tinsel
And a thousand words exploded in my mind

You stood there so eloquent
While your eyes told me fables
Though your gaze I could never find

Like a distant rainbow
I kept debating within myself
"Could I ever catch you if I chased you?"

Was there a *** of gold?
Or just me playing the fool?
Unanswered questions burned through and through

I was whisked into deep daydreams
Where my hands would set sail
Across the ocean that was your skin

Your lips met me softly
There was a hunger awaiting birth
The fabric of bedsheets between us, paperthin

Then I cursed reality for its unwelcome return
To exact revenge upon my conscience
And you disappeared, fiancée closely in tow

I should have disconnected
I should have burned the prologue
But happily ever after beckoned me to say hello

She is delicate but stronger than you
You squander every chance at her trust
A boy is not a man in this world
Until he learns to temper his lust

Thoughtless words don't always
Fall on deaf ears
A mother says "think before you speak,"
And "Son, be wise beyond your years"

But you break every word and every heart
That you can fit underneath your feet
She cares, but you repay it
With heavy hands and affairs discreet

There must be some satisfaction
Some macabre endgame that you seek
She sacrificed every song, every dream
To birth child with bruises on her cheeks

Her fractures run deeper than the bone
You capricious stupid cur
She slips on sunglasses and grips the steering wheel
Every moment after is all a blur