Standing on shores with a sunset so brilliant; setting up camp in the sands. I'll burn the bonfire till your name catches flame I don't know what I did, but I feel so ashamed.
Why lie to a person so enthralled in your thought, just lead them on a noose to a cliff. The stool is not broken so just give it a kick, and I'll tumble on down to the waters.
I walked into town after sand became glass, and I conversed with a mad bartender. He said, "son, listen here. don't waste your time with beer, 'cause you're caught just like a deer in a storm." I said to him, "man, just give me your nastiest poison I'm lookin' to nullify these neurons." He filled up glass fast with a laugh and like that I was knocked on my *** like a child.
The storms came in, not too long after; a maelstrom of vicious intent. But suddenly light broke, I was soon filled with laughter. The past is nothing but a joke.