Portraits and images are all that I need
Just to blindfold what you foresee
Your eyes burn straight in to me lovelessly
I'll be ugly as you want me to be
Let it go,
After page one it ends
A storyless,
In pockets it bends
So help me plant the last seed that will ever grow
Dream on. the last child that will ever know
Endlessly, gazing to each other's eyes
So easily, we're falling for each other's lies
How could I believe that a touch could revive me?
Lost inside a memory tree
A silence that holds to meaningless dreams
As I shake your hands unwillingy
Your pages are torn, your ink is dry
The sweetest is bitter, the light's too bright
When your rusty hands can turn no more
Then, I'll think of you and I'll write
Carefully I'm turning a chapter away
I can breath, it's not over yet
I'm wasting away, with a pageless book
I can forgive but I can't forget
So ask yourself,
Are you blissfully blind?
Just ask yourself,
I've made up my mind
So help me plant the last seed that will ever grow
Dream on. the last child that will ever know
Endlessly, gazing to each other's eyes
So easily, we're falling for each other's lies
How could I believe that a touch could revive me?
Lost inside a memory tree
A silence that holds to meaningless dreams
As I shake your hands unwillingy
Your pages are torn, your ink is dry
The sweetest is bitter, the light's too bright
When your rusty hands can turn no more
Then, I'll think of you and I'll write
Let it dissolve in rainy days
The memory tree with terminal roots
From day one I quit and gave in to looks
Now I write
I'll write a new plot, one I can't regret
A peaceful beginning, a sincere sunset
I'll hold on to dreams I could never receive
And live in a world learning to believe
My pages are new, regrets undone
And someone will live this after I'm gone
Until the end, I will write