circling down the drain - a vial of nitrate
my darlin', I just can't wait, not anymore
scared in the dark for days,
and these memories leak for decades
dilude all the things I once knew of your grace
for I can no longer see your face
just a blur beneath your hairline
all that I want is to watch your eyes,
to breath your breath, just one more time
ooh
lost in this senile haze - a chore just to sit and concentrate
plucking pears from the tree of life forevermore
alive with a fuse too short,
a glow and a spark, and then it's gone.
But the match still flares on and on and on..
for I can no longer see your face
just a blur beneath your hairline
all that I want is to watch your eyes,
to breath your breath, just one more time
when we were young I'd write tomorrow
now I dwell on past mistakes
above the clouds; a sad old Sparrow
underground; a sunken sage
ooh
the crux of what we had back then-
not fame, nor faith, nor wage
something else entirely
something safe
(a dawnless day - a wordless name
empty bottle - lifelong flame)
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