when i left i painted the wall
"i'll never find someone like you"
it's true
but then my Lord showed me
someone better
someone i needed

A burning flame with flare,
and most of the time too bright
for me to sit and stare,
even if I use all my might.

They say I glow,
but I can't help notice the dull
so instead I look low,
always empty, never full.

But every so I yearn to see,
someone who loves me for me.

Even when it's dark and hard to find,
if anyone would be ever so kind
to look up when I look low,
when I'm half empty, and half full.

Everyone loves the brightest stars,
and stares when I'm near one, fun.
but everytime I go far,
it's like I'm a forgotten son, sun.

I could've just laid down if
I wanted to

ignoring the bells that echoes
inside my head

Let the earth swallow me
among withered leaves that decay
beside me

Let the world dry out
as if all lamented things
belong to me

I could act as if
my heart is an icy winter water,
never to beat, never to warm at all

Granite skies would drift above me,
haunting me in my night and
summer days

But in the thunder that frightens me
A swift lightning would pass me by,
a crack of gold in my darkest night

The flood crashing through doors,
through all the breathe that I've lost
I would learn to hold every air that I touch

All the celestial mass throbbing in my chest
The distant rumble of supernovas
that tears me apart,
and black sunshine that shines on my face

Even if midnight splatters beneath my eyes,
with all the stars that glimmer
that badly wants to fall

Even if half of my shadow is blown to nether
I would suffer everyday, and in my pain
I knew I could feel

I would die everyday, with all lamented things
and in all my deaths

I have learned to live

A cigarette in hand,
I sit back in my chair.

The sun pours down
like a waterfall.

A dog ahead,
Lies down on it's back -
Like a turtle on it's shell

He's laying down,
Joyous and gay,
thinking to himself:
"Gosh, what a beautiful day"

A breeze flows by
to remind us all:
that the cold days gone,
And all that remains
is the waterfall.

I recline back,
and take a long drag,
And I tell myself:
"Gosh, what a beautiful day"