these ***** eyes, they testify all the things that bring us further down and into wasted days of pseudo-hate and promises of bitterness which dissipates after summers' days dwindle out of tune with our heart strings
it leaves us here in surmise of all the things we sing along together low and behold we're still singing the same song either way
like a candle; fire lit at both ends we meet across a river without a bridge and hold on tight as we take the plunge somewhere getting lost beneath the river bed between these flowing streams of time we live within
and oh all i want to do is find you there swimming peacefully waiting to exhale all the bad things you sigh in bated breath and still my greatest dream is to breathe you in