Wrecked in the stormy ocean of a love lost you were
the anchor that kept me from washing further off course
in that depth of dark despair you were a North Star in my sky
you understood my pain even if you arrived when my eyes were dry
for in the loud silence of depression you heard my cry
and made me feel special when I was all wound and scar...
it was the end of the road for me but then you came along
that's why I'd gladly be convicted if loving you is wrong.

You see the world in greyscale,
A filter over your mind.
You feel colours in braille,
A gift plagues in your mind.

You scrutinise the sun; for all is black,
A disease that haunts your mind.
You pray for at least sadness back,
A prose of your lonely mind.

I'd go through the bay of Hades,
I'd take loans out on my soul.
I'd walk through trenches of cacophony,
Just so you didn't feel so alone.

I'd paint this earth in all the colours that be,
A gift to heal your mind.
I'd absorb the numbness that haunts you in sheets,
A plague I see in your mind.
I'd die for you, just wait and see,
And finally together we will be.

For you aren't one soul, you're an amalgam of different faces,
And if this mirror has taught me anything, it's that we lose colour in loneliest of places.

It doesn't get any easier
if anything it gets busier...

I've walked this ****** road for long
maybe I need to return to where it started
to understand where it all went wrong...

I am afraid of being strong, I've been that before and it took
almost a decade to remove the barricades when love finally came along.
I am afraid of learning to be alone again
because once my mind learns of the beauty of desolation
it'll burn all the bridges and I'll shut myself behind closed doors.
Am afraid of learning to live with the pain of a broken heart,
I can't let my soul taste the bitter sweet of breaking apart...
I just want to be weak until I can find strength again,
I want to cry until there's no more tears for at the very end of grief lives relief.
I don't want to flip the switch, I've been down that road,
it's a very long one, this time I might not come back from it.
I don't want to be strong, strength is my weakness.

It is on the nights, when I can think,
That there is nothing left for me to do
But drown, panic, sink
This music around me changes the scene
I can't figure out how to feel
My mind is so mean
Please save me from what I am fighting
I miss your warm touch
Please save me from dying
Please be my crutch

Sa bawat oras na kayakap kita,
Piling mo'y palagi kong ina-alaala.
Sa bawat oras na nagsasalita ka,
Mga ibinibigkas mo'y pawang musika sa aking tenga.

Sa bawat oras na tinitigan kita,
Para akong nasa langit nakatulala.
Pero lahat na ito, totoo nga ba?
Hindi ba tayo nilalaro ni tadhana?

Gugustuhin ko man maniwala,
Ano pama'y aking magagawa?
Kung lahat na ito'y isang panaginip na gawa-gawa?
Nagmamaka-awa ako ****-usap ko'y dinggin niyo na.

Sa bawat oras na kasama kita,
Palagi kong itinatanong sa Maykapal,
Ito na ba talaga?
Ikaw na ba talaga iyan?

Ngunit noong hinawakan ko ang kamay mo,
Bigla akong nagising sa katotohanan.
Lahat lang pala iyon ay isang panaginip lamang.
Ah, tama ang hinala ko.

Hindi nga talaga pwede na maging tayo.
Kase alam ko na ang ikaw at ako.
Ay isang kalokohan na gawa-gawa ko.
Isang walang kwentang kathang-isip na gawa ko.

Ah, kaya pala nagising akong luhaan.
Dahil binigyan ako ng isang magandang kasinungalingan.
At sa pagmulat ng aking mata,
Binigyan ako ng isang mapait na katotohanan.

Bakit ko pa ba napaniginipan iyon?
Kung alam ko na sakit lamang ng puso ang makukuha ko.
Hay naku! Ang sakit ko namang managinip.
Isang napakasakit na mapag-isang panaginip.

You were mine
You were my words and my thoughts
The whisper in my ear
Singing to me a song only I was blessed enough to hear
But the melody faded,
Dissipated into nothing but a hum
Now I dully strain to make the song remain
Yet it has grown so quiet
That when I try, all I hear is rain