Those that forever disappear
All I want is for you to talk to me
The way you used to do

Your old hymns don't touch my face
My heart moves in a new place
I am out of practice falling into love

Remember when we used to say
"I don't know" and it was okay
I am going back to knowing nothing now

Those that forever disappear
All I want is for you to talk to me
The way you used to do

If you won't be seen again
I hope you know you were my friend
And in my head the world will never hurt you

I went to a wedding today
And as I went, I recalled
The vows you and I made
Prematurely
The names of our kids
Where we would live
Stay at home parents
Caring for the children
Making our lives together

I continue to cry
And wait
As I kept my vow
Still here
Waiting for a sign
To return back to our lives

No response

i wake you up in the middle of the night

to express my love for you

stroke your skin and feel you

naked, i can feel all of you

at the same moment

-

i wake you up in the night

feeling this is our last time together

therefore sensing all the moments

we've been together

being here at the same time

-

every single touch we ever touch each other

every single **** we had together

is in a wondrous time lapse

with us here here at this moment

the history of touches

every single archive

compressed into a second

all with us here as I wake you up

recently i received a guitar

loaned to my sister from my uncle

and now given to me

it has seen no use for a few years

the strings are too tight

the neck is breaking from the base

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ive looked at the guitar for awhile now

and i feel the same way

being pulled so hard in one direction

keeps my body taut

and able to do the work i need to do

to move past girl #3, #4, and now #5

but ive held my back straight for so long

that at some point i feel like my neck will pull away from my base

and my head will seperate from my heart

and neither will know what to do

I want to keep my eyes on you

i'm falling back into hell

Once upon a time, there was a restless king in charge.
What could he contribute to write some history?
Gold he had plenty of, but plenty could be more.
So onwards he marched, on reasons quite obscure...

With a blindfold and sword, come deliver us from evil!

Great saviour of all, so honest and brave, your land of the free is the home of the knave.
Great saviour of all, so honest and brave, your land of the free is the home of the knave.

Echoes of crusaders were heard across the world,
as he fought against the legions sent from Hell.
Shadows of the templars are yet again a fact:

Creeds are cast aside, determination's still intact...

With a blindfold and sword, come deliver us from evil!

Great saviour of all, so honest and brave, your land of the free is the home of the knave.
Great saviour of all, so honest and brave, your land of the free is the home of the knave.

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eating all my contacts
all the people i talked to

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MNq9LfBgKlo

i cant stop myself

a strong back
bearing all the stress
of the past and a future
built for myself
brick and mortar
arms to lift
mechanical nature
something simple would be nice
complex doesnt work

being scared of your past

and running from it,

refusing any confrontation with the thing that does you harm

makes you a coward unable to cope with your life

i've left the memories of our youth behind

i dont know what she hopes to find

in the shadows, she waits for me

for a dream that cannot be

no man should have to bury his child
but this has been my share
the tears i shed run bitter and wild
its a heavy burden to bear

his body feels so light in my arms
his skin is pale as snow
yet his weight feels heavy in my heart
as my sadness continues to grow