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I wait to see your odd and even eyes Under a sky they say is just a xerox of a dream There are scars on the handheld mirrors again We can hide behind them Blissful is the torture of their advice But remember They always let you down when you need them Running off with angels And strangers when we collide The noose, a necklace I wore it to the prom And won the prize And your heart You could look into my eyes But could you get over the loss? I want you To have and to hold To believe in modern love The sun rises tonight Over our heads Angel Are you there? I think I'm losing my way... It's not the side effects of the caffeine It's the kiss I've never felt And maturing into nothing That has become my downfall We're like children Selling tears door to door And hiding behind trees In clear cut areas A cancer extending life, you A disease relieving pain, you But is it too late to be grateful? After all, we're only inhuman Eroded by our tears And sickened By the patterns of oxygen Will you be my living end? Please Be my living end I'm always walking into the same wall I'll never learn But I flinch To entertain family and friends Painting bruises on my body For the attention Sometimes you get so lonely You told me so Sometimes you get nowhere But at least you've got a place to go I'm coming home Once I find it And I hope You'll be waiting there for me My love I'm only dancing alone Day after day I'm dreaming, wide awake Of you And the quicksand has sent invitations: To embrace In tears again One last time As we sink...
