Bending, twisting, and falling down sober
It's a scene to which I've played, over and over
Tomorrow holds hope, in the ways of the world
Yesterday isn't an answer, but merely a word
So bent, so tangled, so destructively gone
I see the hands round the clock, it's now half past one
Render me helpless, in an endless race, I'm trapped in a circle,monotonously traced
A soul shackled by memories, and stricken with fear
I reap comfort from rain, sigh relief through my tears
No one to judge me, in the essence of man
Tangled in this intricate web, called a plan
Of life of course, cards dealt round after round
In finding myself, and standing this ground
Strength has been chiseled from all that is gone
Courage defined by these cards read wrong
This heart has grown cold, but I can't walk away
The warmth in those eyes has willed me to stay
The joker of chance, has ******* every ace
Fate dealt the hand, and change set the pace
One taste of those lips, curled into a smile
Just one taste sparks a flame, to burn for a while
While atoms collide, the earth is still turning
This heart of mine, starved from this yearning
For more of these cards, of hope being played
Untangled from torture, love won't simply fade