Though I don’t know Exactly what to say Still I must respond To the undying impulse to write Meaningless be It may Still the flames I’ll sustain And reward myself with the joy Of a holding a pen This is a call A duty I must perform So when the urge comes I allow my heart to flow Into the streams of many generations Yes, generations yet to come So when my torch burns out My life will still glow Like a many thousand lights Long after I am gone
I had a dream last night That you were here with me For eight hours straight your baby blues Were all that I could see But morning shook me awake I realized I was again alone When you said the word goodbye You took away the arms I call home
If the only way I can be with you is in my dreams let me sleep forever
Hear the call. Let the darkness enwrap you, entrap you. After all, Lost in silence, empty defiance, Is your soul. Let it scream in the darkness. Hear the call.
your lips are bleeding somehow the attraction persists a dream awoken and the realization only makes the sunrise that much louder exhausted like a different direction and the destruction was intentional starting the next part one round in the chamber coming and relapsing into it all like a year ago nothing is a song i am pretending to walk in circles not taking to you calling out no echo it's all fabrication the lost distance in your eyes this is all textbook insecurity a shared life experience it's still hard to hear your shadow it's unsupportive and I'll remember the final seconds and meaning is not important
