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To The Sea

Bar the door, cut out the light
Lock in secrets, detain the night
Darkness is our shadowed curtain
Light is to complete our burden
Keys shut up, forgotten, buried
All these years, pass so hurried
A glance of you, a glance at me
Eyes meet, and break comfortably
It's all a blur, and I wish it back
For time can tell, what we do lack
The want which was never spoken
The silence that was never broken
I wish it back, and wish some more
Until you stride through my door...

And I feel okay, I feel alright
The simplest thing, ever so slight
The look you give, I drink it in
I sit with you and forget the sin
All discomfort melts away
For you my love, I hope to stay
My wild soul, you could bind
If you had such a mind
Hopefully not, for I wish to roam
To see the world and find a home
You I want to come with me
You alone, we can be free

I think such things, frivolous lies
You ask of me, speak alibis
It's a dream, fantasy
From the world of make believe
It won't happen, crush my dream
It won't happen, tear the seam
That adventure in your spirit
Can be matched with impressive reason
And I know you won't leave here
The place you love, the place I fear
Afraid for trapped and no way out
The door is barred, secure and stout
My senses do from me escape
And the dreams come back with shape

I look into your solid eyes
Make believe some pretty lies
Tell myself, it's not that good
Now I know how it could
And stop me now, for I digress
I really know you love me less
Everyday you grow away
Everyday I see you fade
Again I speak my love of you
Perhaps this will be the last I do
Wander away, in less than bliss
For you I know, I sure will miss
You cared not to tame my soul
Or follow me and be so bold
So I must leave my love behind
He did not see two souls twined
So I set off into the night
At my back the sullen light
Bar the door, bury the key
For now I head.....into the sea










Morbidly Optimistic

Writing words upon the wall
Carving lies all down the hall
Keeps me sane, at least I think
My mind is chained, break this link

Connected to you and your apathy
Apparently no room for sympathy
My heart is broken behind repair
Go feel something that can compare

You should know I want your lies
To gaze so deeply into your eyes
This I want, and you really don't
I don't know why, I can't and won't

I suppose I'm just that awfully sick
Mind, body, and soul through thin and thick
And so my morbidly optimistic ways
Most likely follow me to the grave

I still want and hope to be by your side
So very much, it's all inside
Love is not carved in stone
Warmth for fortunate, yet it chills my bones

And so it is, so shall it be
And how this ends, so tragically



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