| Will you ever see this blood | |
| Of children sticking in your mud? | |
| Observing their world going insane | |
| Once lost but they'll be strong | |
| Again | |
| Take the letters down | |
| From your old bookshelf | |
| Lurking photographs | |
| All the desperate notes | |
| Peel your own image from the mirror | |
| Sit down by my side | |
| Tell me what I've done | |
| Try to change your mind | |
| Once you've been my one | |
| See with what simplicity we could love | |
| Wallow in memories | |
| We stood by a pond that winter day | |
| And a few leaves lay on the sod | |
| They had fallen from an ash | |
| There was no sound, just you | |
| Just you and me talking | |
| And then four words | |
| Played between us, still whispering | |
| Let us be one | |
| Were I alone, | |
| The world itself would be a desert to me | |
| Thorns devour | |
| And beasts annoy | |
| And my guilt terrify me | |
| The earth a wilderness | |
| And me in solitude | |
| Her: | |
| You are alone | |
| But most upon melancholy | |
| Because void of you | |
| Will you ever see this blood | |
| Of children sticking in your mud? | |
| Observing the dark league of the sun | |
| Once loved but now you're gone away | |
| Life and love must be more than this | |
| We stood by a pond that winter day | |
| And a few leaves lay on the sod | |
| They had fallen from an ash | |
| There was no sound, just you | |
| Just you and me dreaming | |
| And then four words | |
| Played between us, whispering | |
| Let us be one | |
| I don't know how the things | |
| Could end the way they did | |
| Her: | |
| I am alone, | |
| And now the world itself is a desert to me | |
| Thorns devour | |
| And beasts annoy | |
| And your guilt is justified | |
| I'm a human wilderness in solitude | |
| A subject unto storms | |
| Because void of you | |
| Help me | |
| (...and I step into my heart and meet | |
| The demon singing small | |
| Who would like to shout and whistle | |
| In the streets and squelch the passers | |
| Flat against the wall... | |
| 'cause I'm balancing above an ocean | |
| Of expectations, fears and human stiffness | |
| You don't feel the yearning of speech, | |
| Those patterns of my dreams, | |
| The unseen genius of the wood or | |
| The urgency of courageous reason | |
| Will you ever feel? | |
| Will I ever break the spell? | |
| Am I alone? | |
| I don't know... ...to seem the stranger | |
| Falls my lot, escapist of your day, | |
| Shadow of the saddest truth: | |
| Your life is an almighty lie! | |
| Love, a subject of | |
| The mere diurnal grind | |
| Lying upon the ground | |
| Feeding upon roots | |
| Love, a subject of | |
| Our deepest fear | |
| All things desolate | |
| Like a tragic mask) |
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