these dreams are vivid taking over my heart
waking up weary eyed to the deepest disappointment
why do i have the motives of the saddest young poet
hating the words i muster without much effort
i see the most mysterious colours, i really do
crashing and diving into the deepest part of you
the clouds are children so innocent and pale
just floating on to the sounds of the atmosphere
will you cry tomorrow or surprise me again
i have not drank anything in weeks
my throat and voice yearn for your nourishment
and as you sleep i attempt to enter into your dreams
even though you'd kill me i am at ease
i will keep coming back numb with longer hair
if you leave with your thoughts intact
what will become of the hollow body i inhabit
you can't take away the only thing i find real
i am not ready to see the world in black and white yet
content on staying right where i am
because the grass is gray over there too
the flock of birds will fly away for all eternity
into the waves of harmony i am not in sync with
it put its arms around me and led me into the abyss
my eyes have no life but i force myself to sit
you kill me every time you smile your beautiful smile
i hope you know this you fucking bitch
making this living hell a little worthwhile
i long to make you mine far into the afterlife
you puncture the flesh of my heart, you are my knife
the veins in my arm long to wrap around you
all for your fucking smile, ever real and ever true
down my back flows a river leading to nowhere
forming the ice that seeps from my glare
sending mixed messages received by indifferent minds
i give up because i am content to go off on my own
my love for all of this has never been more true
even though i will never be what you expect me to be
wondering where my golden ring is hiding
everything was beautiful but i fucked it up
all once settled and clear but now up
in dust, dust, everything is up in dust
i fucked it up and everything is now up in dust
