the music
doesn't
give like it used to
I can't
listen
listen away my troubles
into dreams of futures
or present alterations
I can't
love my way into bliss
without another half
if
the sun
don't rise don't matter
the clouds
the rain
or shine
my middle
is searching for mud
fresh and forgiving
the stuff that can make
a dead plant turned seed
a plant again
but instead
the rock
is just a bit
more solid
since I failed
or my head a little less tender
when it hits ground
hard
I can't listen away my troubles
the rock is
just a bit more solid
since I failed
the moon brighter
but colder
and distant as ever
for all the attention
I have left spend
I love you
like no other
and yet
that's not enough
to undo
the steps
already cast
all
but the final plays
to deal
vows wear
down
quickly
as the years are replaced
with disappointments
but I've still have a love
and it is so much more
than I act as though I deserve
too many
walk
away from life
with less
and you'd
think that be enough
to kick the melancholy right off my ass
yet insecure moments
dwell
I fear I am
about to get a due
reprisal
but then I get saved
by one of the brief lapses
where I catch us forgetting
smiling at each other
over some diversion
and I see the eyes so precious
and still in love beneath the struggle
we are bond up in
let us
live
that love
again
oh
let us
that love
that brought us here
let us live again
i love you
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