And when I looked into your eyes
It was like looking straight into hell


And when I felt your trembling lips
Hell seemed more than bearable.

Adventures don’t have to be dangerous.
Sometimes adventure
Is just doing something
You were too frightened to do.

I’m battling ghosts
They’re crawling through
The cracks along the floor
And throughout it all
The only thing
Worth thinking of
Is you.

And what am I supposed to do?
I know the world’s not been kind to you.
But that doesn’t change the fact
That ever since I saw you
I knew I wanted to know you.

I wanted to know everything about you
And I wanted you to know
That it was going to be okay.

And as the approaching storm

Was about to make landfall,

I felt no fear.


I knew far too much

Of wrath and ruin

That I, myself, had caused.

Why should anyone care

If I was no longer here?

I suppose I always knew
This is what I’d become.
The ******* with the bottle
Is running out of words.

Soon there’ll be no reason
For me at all

I’m used to staring at the night sky
A sailor knows his stars.
But, long before I boarded,
I was already used to it.

We both were.