I'd take the release of death,
over this silence tonight.
I said was hopeless,
and it seems I was right

If I only had the words,
to say the things I feel.
If I could only let you know,
and explain that this is real.
If only I could find some way,
to take another chance.
If I could only hold your hand,
even for a single dance.
Well maybe then, I just don't know,
I'd love you for forever or so.

Goodnight dear friend, if that I can say,
though I hope you're more, perhaps some day.
But yes goodnight, and sleep so well,
and I'll keep this a secret, never to tell.

Eleven eleven. A me and you.
My constant wish, could perhaps come true.

She was the ever untamed tide,
and I the beaten shore.
She was always coming in,
then fleeing out, once more.

And as the shore, awaits the sea
so to did I await her kiss.
And much like a neap-tide shore ,
she's the one thing that I miss

Faith protects the soul,
knowledge protects the mind,
and armour protects the body,
but what then, protects the heart?

Angel of exquisite beauty,
wings stained, black as ink.
Though you knew me once,
you've no idea, just how I think.
Of you, of us, of all of this
of whom I dream, and want to kiss.
Just as it should be.