Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2021 17:49:25 GMT -6
to stay, or to go
will it rain, or will it snow
when it comes time for me to go
should I run, or take it slow
to meet my dark crow
would anyone know?
when I stay, or go
the wind will blow
ever the same
is it a game
see who will win
survive the wind
the words that you speak
the words that you say
does anyone think
you will ever pay
the eternal price for crimes I committed
say the wrong thing and she has one less life
if humans are blind and our destiny's written
whose fault would it be
in the end
in the end, my dear
I hope to draw near
the faces I loved, the tears we shared
we would unite if the universe dared
try to take our pain away,
all the beautiful moments
of love and misery
they all taste the same
to the glowing entity of sparkling night,
she cares not for joy and fright
but only the bonds we mend and break
in her cloak of woven silk
she touches our hearts and makes us see
a shimmering glimpse of who we can be
a starlit sky is only a fraction
of all we'll ever be
a portion of a portion
of an endless gown
billowing, breathing, decades down
she towers above you, you don't even see
a glimpse of a glimpse
and still you matter just the same
as do I, and every name.
for better or worse, this dress of galaxies
will stretch forever on
each one of us inexplicably a piece
a single hair of a single thread
meaningless, and yet
alive.
will it rain, or will it snow
when it comes time for me to go
should I run, or take it slow
to meet my dark crow
would anyone know?
when I stay, or go
the wind will blow
ever the same
is it a game
see who will win
survive the wind
the words that you speak
the words that you say
does anyone think
you will ever pay
the eternal price for crimes I committed
say the wrong thing and she has one less life
if humans are blind and our destiny's written
whose fault would it be
in the end
in the end, my dear
I hope to draw near
the faces I loved, the tears we shared
we would unite if the universe dared
try to take our pain away,
all the beautiful moments
of love and misery
they all taste the same
to the glowing entity of sparkling night,
she cares not for joy and fright
but only the bonds we mend and break
in her cloak of woven silk
she touches our hearts and makes us see
a shimmering glimpse of who we can be
a starlit sky is only a fraction
of all we'll ever be
a portion of a portion
of an endless gown
billowing, breathing, decades down
she towers above you, you don't even see
a glimpse of a glimpse
and still you matter just the same
as do I, and every name.
for better or worse, this dress of galaxies
will stretch forever on
each one of us inexplicably a piece
a single hair of a single thread
meaningless, and yet
alive.
