Is it coincidence
I like to think not
That when I first met you
Three times three
I saw a shooting star
Is it coincidence
That the day you leave me
I see another one

And though your gone
I still hold on
I made a wish on a shooting star
You know what I wished for

She speaks to me
In a language of sadness
All her songs
Enchanting and beautiful
As ancient as emotions
I'm at peace that I can hear
I'm in turmoil
That I may never understand

She speaks to me
As a broken river
As the roots of a tree
As a waning moon
That once it sets
Won't rise again
Her words seem to say
The night will always be dark

She speaks to me
Through a veil
From a deserted carriage
Watching her horses run away
As powerful as connections
That last forever
As painful as watching
Something break

She speaks to me
In a language of sorrow
As a lonesome stranger
In a foreign land
When if I could find the words
Or I could find the way
I could ease the pain
She would speak of love again

I see she loves
As a winged seraph
She guards a holy gate
And does not admit the beasts
I see she loves
As a page of scripture
She speaks a sacred word
To the devoted faithful few
I see she loves
As an angels blessed harp
The only ones who can hear
Are the pious and pure of heart
I see she loves
But I am just a beast
No matter my reverenece
I see she does not love me

I'm worried about my heart
From the pre-cambrian period
To the advent of modern medicine
My heart beat with feeling in the mesoderm

Put your fire
With my fire
And we'll burn brighter
Burn brighter

And I feel my heart is weak
Maybe it stops when the beat drops
And I'll be dead on a stage
While the band still plays

You'll grow in so many ways
The love in your heart,
The dreams in your head,
You'll grow and you'll grow

But I promise
As long as you know me
You'll never grow lonely

I miss her eyes
Which I could use a million words
And never describe
I miss her voice
Like every single word is a note
In my favorite song
I miss her hands
Delicate and lithe and reaching
And holding strong
I miss her hair
Golden woven strands of silk
Sweet like honey milk
I miss her coldness
Like I could hold her in my arms
And feel her melt
I miss her warmth
Like her heart pumps a boiling blood
Fueled by passion
I miss her body
More to explore than outer space
A place I made my home

I miss her everything

I miss her highs
I miss her lows
I miss her car
And the way she drove
I miss her shoes
And the way she walks
I miss her dreams
I miss our goals


But most of all
I miss her laugh
Almost like since she left
Nothing is funny

I don't know how to love
Except the way I love
When a child is with his mother
A wide-eyed witness
To the gravity of the moon
And the rising tides of the sea

And spring now is coming
We can stop the birds from singing
Poison all the seeds
And keep the flowers from blooming
But nothing is going to keep
The seasons from changing

I don't know how to love
Except the way that I love
When the embers of the fire smoulder
And the lover becomes a fool
Still reaching for something
That causes him pain

I bleed
I leave bloodstains on everything
And when you love me
And then learn to hate me
Because then stains you can't remove
Become a memory
Of the times when you were wrong
When you knew what was right
And the demons on your shoulder
Spoke much louder than me
Because angels do not fight
They only show you light
In the hope that you will follow

And you can think
I wasn't strong enough
All my weakness
Was only meant to show
That the choice is really yours
And if I should lose
And watch you fall to darkness
I'll be a god
Who is forsaken once again

I bleed
And no matter intervention
Of the most divine source
I can only hope you believe

In the royal blood

I bleed

You come to me with a smile
A Trojan horse
You don't want to hurt me
But you know you will

And as much as my city walls
Are impenetrable
I let you in
And that was my biggest mistake

Canyons now between us
May I step forward
The appearance of advancing
But still full of apprehension

And all occasion for repentance disappears
No concern with success or failure
Just to advanced is fortunate
In every way advantageous

Advancing with horns
Only punishing the rebels of my own city
A position perilous
But there will be good fortune

Its progress
Of holding together
Its the advance
Of unity
Its the forward movement
Of alliance
Its prospering
Its love

I know how to win her heart