Bask in the suns starlight
The sweet solid abyss,
If the crescent is what you wish for
It’s the crescent I shall gift

I know not many words of anger
For silence echos the way
I will pave my footsteps toward you
And pray those steps remain the same

I am lost without your guidance
I grow fearsome of the beckoning light
If I cried you a river would you sail it?
Or watch it gleam at the dark of night.

And if I met my dad before I was born
I would tell him
"Let her go"

"Let her live, smile, be loved"
"Let her be hurt without your touch"
"Let her laugh with others"
"Cry tears with others"
"Let her life be hers to clutch"

I know I won't exist
And I know you will have lost her
But better for me not to breathe
And better for you just to grieve
Than give her the life that cost her

I just don’t want to lose him

“My darling I know,
And your love is beautiful as it buds
As it grows
But for every Rose that spouts
From the ground
There’s a million thorns
You must bear
As a crown”

All I know is to run
And chase
Lay idle and glum
Invoke pity
In which I am known to succumb
My attention is glazed
To the onlookers hum
Yet where is my friend?
My gold-haired chum

"He's gone"
Unfound
My heart is a drum
Left beaten
I yell amongst the onlookers shun
"He'll return"
I lie
To indulge in the numb
Night rattled my mind
So I'll wait for the sun