Her midnight star is burning bright

Evening song, such a beautiful sight



Love embraces with gracious heart

Oceans separate these lovers apart

Venus guides them in precious harmony

Ending with their song of sweetest symphony

She knows that time can never separate them



He sends her roses that grow from the hearts stem

Each want to give one delicate and fragile kiss

Risking true happiness from a life time of  bliss

Tell me the words
that made you fell,
The the pick up lines
He used to tell

How he dressed up,
What's the scent,
Where he goes,
who are his friends.

What made up your mind,
when you're down and hurt?
Punished by his kind,
Ill Directives he asserts

I can tell the fact,
That he will only leave,
For how he used your heart,
girl, don't be decieved.

I Can't imagine,
how can you stay,
Prolonged agony,
what keeps you in bay?

For I can't Stand,
the way he treats you,
Look into the other side,
and let me save you.

Tell me the words
that made you fell,
The the pick up lines
He used to tell

How he dressed up,
What's the scent,
Where he goes,
who are his friends.

What made up your mind,
when you're down and hurt?
Punished by his kind,
Ill Directives he asserts

I can tell the fact,
That he will only leave,
For how he used your heart,
girl, don't be decieved.

I Can't imagine,
how can you stay,
Prolonged agony,
what keeps you in bay?

For I can't Stand,
the way he treats you,
Look into the other side,
and let me save you.

Walked out the door,
into the God abandoned day,
night took his toll,
brought his longtime friend,
the rain.

Please, don't follow me.
I'm not mad for the reasons you thought.
I'm not sad for the season I lost.
It's the lessons you didn't mean, but taught.
Please, don't follow me.
Your words are meaning less and less to me.

Walked past my car,
stopped at Vista,
bought a pack,
watched the water war,
spat smoke, in my soaked coat, under an awning,
a teenage couple, tense as matchsticks, walked past,
staring with unknown, undeserved prejudice.

Please, don't follow me.
It isn't about emotional depths or rediscovery.
It isn't about finding happiness or inspiring sorrow.
It's the fact that my mistakes led me to you.
Please, don't follow me.
You aren't ready to help me.

We walked and we walked
As i talked, you talked
The day was clear, and you were so near
I got my beer, handsome you were my dear.

You swore i tried to ignore
Me you adore,still i wanted more
Hand in hand, into my eyes you looked
We walked the land, like lovers in the Good Book.

There it was my love,blue and shiny
The sea with clouds above,the morning dew wet our faces so funny
You smiled and sang like a lonely rover
Still a mile we ran,scarcely sober

There you and me we sat before the ocean
My beer had gone flat, but everything was in motion.
I kissed you and you smiled, again happily we strode
So true we stood there for a while,what a long happy road.

Exposed to a god-sent beauty derived from the meadows of perfection.
I revealed every crude and hidden intention like a naked man in Winter’s rain.
Does she not see the shine in my eye when in my imagination she glides by?
In that moment only, am I able to forge us together.
Without reason, I am stored away and forgotten…
It is the secretion that falls from the dark sky that enchants me to lust for her on my knees.
She now controls my conscience and what is left of my heart.
Does she deserve this? My sweetest disposition towards her.
It is beautiful how she crusaded through my soul without her own prior knowledge and intention…

Sit by my side,
talk me through,
let your sweet breath
caress my swollen eyes.

I select you.

Tell me about your past,
talk me through,
each misstep and lie,
the cadence makes it fine.

Curl up next to me,
talk me through,
make sure my heart beats,
but don't let me fall victim to dreams.

Call me your best friend,
talk me through,
if I show weakness, tangle about hair,
please don't call me handsome.

If we make it past night,
if you talked me through,
I'll make you breakfast
and you will make laughter.

Will you select me too?

Let's keep the trade even,
talk me through,
I'll distract you, you'll distract me,
from all the old lovers that proved themselves typical.