Don't open your eyes to the blinding tip of that sunrise;
Your pupils are still far too dilated and still so drunken by the darkness that is the night
Don't take a whiff of that morning breeze;
Your sinuses will surely get clogged by the lies pollinating amidst the morning fog
The pretences of your so-called destiny serve only as an agent of blindness through which the ancient scribes of your true being have been twisted and forged into a sad stew of highs unreachable, lows and unthinkable and pains unspeakable.
All you can do is raise your glass and rush to wash it all down with a taste of the hollow hate that remains in its place.
It is a beautiful day nonetheless; so take a seat at the table where the wildness of dreams and endlessness of possibilities have all come through to eat.
But this is what I have to say to you:
Don't fall in love, child of the night;
Love won't set you free!
Lover of stars that illuminate even the deepest most eternal pits of your own being,
Don't fall in love;
Love won't set you free!
You already are all you need and all you'll ever need to be, so this is a warning I'm begging you to heed:
Don't fall in love;
Love won't set you free!
Apr 9, 2023
Apr 9, 2023 at 3:22 PM UTC
Don't open your eyes to the blinding tip of that sunrise;
Your pupils are still far too dilated and still so drunken by the darkness that is the night
Don't take a whiff of that morning breeze;
Your sinuses will surely get clogged by the lies pollinating amidst the morning fog
The pretences of your so-called destiny serve only as an agent of blindness through which the ancient scribes of your true being have been twisted and forged into a sad stew of highs unreachable, lows and unthinkable and pains unspeakable.
All you can do is raise your glass and rush to wash it all down with a taste of the hollow hate that remains in its place.
It is a beautiful day nonetheless; so take a seat at the table where the wildness of dreams and endlessness of possibilities have all come through to eat.
But this is what I have to say to you:
Don't fall in love, child of the night;
Love won't set you free!
Lover of stars that illuminate even the deepest most eternal pits of your own being,
Don't fall in love;
Love won't set you free!
You already are all you need and all you'll ever need to be, so this is a warning I'm begging you to heed:
Don't fall in love;
Love won't set you free!
'Love' is a placeholder for the many things we use to make us feel the warmth of love when love eludes us.