I’m sprawled alone on the floor
Uncomfortably
And I’m a navy object down down below the veneer of the sea
Thinking of all the things I have seen..
And wish I hadn’t
Behind the curtains; In the dark
As the spectators see nothing
because they cannot see beyond the play
because it keeps them from looking farther
But I have, unfortunately
The day we handed you over to God
All alone, in silence
and I’m tormented
There is a song whispering on the stereo
full of so much love and joy
I wish I could rip the benevolent sound from the air
and consume it, and let it fill up every void
that is left in my soul, because I feel it
less and less
day by day
as fate sunders me slowly
like the song is lulling me now to darkness
And although I try to inhale the spirit of the song, Nothing changes
I’m still the color of this empty night
A time that might as well not have happened
I am the deepest ocean as the song plays indifferently
Aug 11, 2012
Aug 11, 2012 at 3:17 AM UTC
I’m sprawled alone on the floor
Uncomfortably
And I’m a navy object down down below the veneer of the sea
Thinking of all the things I have seen..
And wish I hadn’t
Behind the curtains; In the dark
As the spectators see nothing
because they cannot see beyond the play
because it keeps them from looking farther
But I have, unfortunately
The day we handed you over to God
All alone, in silence
and I’m tormented
There is a song whispering on the stereo
full of so much love and joy
I wish I could rip the benevolent sound from the air
and consume it, and let it fill up every void
that is left in my soul, because I feel it
less and less
day by day
as fate sunders me slowly
like the song is lulling me now to darkness
And although I try to inhale the spirit of the song, Nothing changes
I’m still the color of this empty night
A time that might as well not have happened
I am the deepest ocean as the song plays indifferently
