Hand me another,
I say, 'Til my heart
Numbs and my mind
Forgets all its reason.
Actions exaggerate.
Unfamiliar thoughts
Assail. Mists of haze
Rouse my shaken courage.
I'll speak my heart
Whilst truth still
Hangs, pulled above
Clouds of disorient
Two are one and
One are two, My
Lips utter only
Dead words, songs
Of broken chords
Regret, nostalgia,
Emotions entwined
Grant me one memory,
Of how I can get home.
Muddy lights, dim
My eyes please
Swaying earth
Lead the way back.
Jul 20, 2011
Jul 20, 2011 at 7:26 PM UTC
Hand me another,
I say, 'Til my heart
Numbs and my mind
Forgets all its reason.
Actions exaggerate.
Unfamiliar thoughts
Assail. Mists of haze
Rouse my shaken courage.
I'll speak my heart
Whilst truth still
Hangs, pulled above
Clouds of disorient
Two are one and
One are two, My
Lips utter only
Dead words, songs
Of broken chords
Regret, nostalgia,
Emotions entwined
Grant me one memory,
Of how I can get home.
Muddy lights, dim
My eyes please
Swaying earth
Lead the way back.
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