Everything falls apart...
Everything but
the castle you built
for me to live
in your mind
Here's my guitar
in my arms
singing of you
so I can hear
where you hide
The years they all
accumulate
in the mishaps
that crash
in fate
The lies they all
pour in and show
along with
the hypocrisy
in which
people grow
They fake it
as they walk...
but you are real
and your words
are the only sounds
that talk
How can I grab
you as a whole
without your sand
escaping through
the hole?
I'd kiss you
for a taste
of the heaven
hidden here on earth
and going into
waste...
Everything's falling apart..
The ceiling's coming down..
Here's the melody
hung in a string
of your smile
Here's my guitar
in your silence
of the eternity
in a while..
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