you wake,
my mistake,
make me dry my eyes.
When it takes you
break, make me realize
seasons change
and summer fades
If you sway then so shall I
I will rise, and I will fall
Be the moon and I'll be your tide

We try so hard - never get so far
on our aging wings and our growing scars.
We cry in vain to our heart shaped chains,
they look back,
whisper
the same.

Medicate my mistakes
from these places in my mind
while I make my escape;
my exodus from pride.
When it comes, when it goes,
if you stay then so shall I.
I will rise, I will set
I'll be the moon you be my tide

We try so hard but never get so far
as our tattered wings fade into scars.
We sing in vain to our heart shaped cage
And these walls
echo back
our refrain.

make me a space
where I can place my hand.
Then fake , and save face
I can understand.
When it comes and winter goes
if you melt then so shall I.
I will rise,
and subside

You're my moon
You're my tide


-Mitch Paradise