these ***** eyes, they testify
all the things that bring us further down
and into wasted days of pseudo-hate
and promises of bitterness which dissipates
after summers' days dwindle
out of tune with our heart strings

it leaves us here in surmise of
all the things we sing along together
low and behold
we're still singing the same song either way

like a candle; fire lit at both ends
we meet across a river without a bridge
and hold on tight as we take the plunge
somewhere getting lost beneath the river bed
between these flowing streams of time we live within

and oh
all i want to do is find you there
swimming peacefully waiting to exhale
all the bad things you sigh in bated breath
and still my greatest dream is to breathe you in

There was a big discussion
Among our friends
I am just a spectator
They are saying
If there is God
and there is Evil
They are making their
point by saying
There is light and
There is dark
I too want to make
My point
But, kept silent
My point is
"No one had ever seen
some Paranormal activity
who are in discussion,
But, how can they
Confirm it".

it follows you around everyday.
and all started from a lie you built.
it gets you sick in everyway
this little monster's name is gult