You’ve got lost all over again You need to just face it You thought you were lost before but now you know you are You know you’re right about something and it’s this You just need it to happen one more time and then you’ll see the pattern then you’ll find the key, the clue that’ll unlock the map That way when the day ends you’ll no longer be lost and you will have found that the day can end well after all You know, like it’s supposed to And then you’ll find it, right there, at the end, where it’s supposed to be where it was all along See? Told ya. 4 dimensions work better.
Moon sailor, you watch pensively, Hoping to catch sight of the evening moon Lost at sea, your heart searches for a lighthouse to guide you back home, But clouds wash out your bones As you make your abode in the sky....
Sooner or later it was bound to happen. I fell for you, Again. In a way I’m quite tired of this dance, Waltzing around, Spinning, dipping, A two step. a salsa. Rhythmic sadness- Tiptoeing love. In a way I wish this love had never happened, I know the impossibility for what I hope for. Yet everyday I just wait for another song In our ballroom of text messages and google docs, The band plays a taunting song- In the key of heartbreak, And timed out to the tempo of our thoughts. Even within our gala the other dancers snicker, For I have no partner, And your love is dancing with another.
I have to start learning about the eastern orthodox church