Smiles sink in the skies
Skinning me through
Dreams slip by
with the winter dew

Past fades in
Dawn stands afar
can't see a win
in this self waged war

What do I stand by?
Who should I stand with?
Me who's trying to protect me
or
Me who's trying to win you?

Words unsaid, slipped embrace
Sacred scent, lost grace
Masked by Midnight melodies

Deafening silences, dried tears
blinding lights, suffocating prayers
Masked by Midnight Melodies

What remains bare is this melancholic madness,
The self doubt, insecurities, memories and me

I'm over you now!
though the thought of you still lingers
was it the lips or the smile or the touch of your fingers?
Am I too slow or is the world so cold
First, they sympathize, now they scold
Was it the lips or the smile or the alluring lies?
That doomed me staring into the ivory skies.

The pens still sway to you, and the inks' still flows
it rips me apart and my heart it mows.
yet they swing back to your alluring glow.
Was it the laugh or the gaze of those honeydew eyes
That doomed me staring into the ivory skies.

Harboring the symphonic sadness
Upon befell the night skies
Fabricating melancholic madness
Bearing ghe tales of the broken ties

The gloomy hourglass didn't skip sand
Lingering on the alluring lies
Draining contentment from these frolic hands
Upon befell the night skies

Bearing grace, anguish it spreads
Singing the tales of the broken ties
Bearing the echos of the past I dread
Upon befell the night skies!