-s's.
I seem paranormal to you. it only hurts on days when I see your friends come passing by and I will talk like everything is alright but nothing good really comes out then it happens and their petty words turn to fable, all of the rumors that I heard come true a day or two later
-s's.
-s's.
raspy voice within a song
go ahead, take me away
and whereto, you would want to go
my witnesses are futile now that I fell into all this
my case is ruined
no need to testify now, I'll live inside your truth
-s's.
since what went by was a lonely thing
and it never occurred to anybody
of what it could be and how it would leap
over there. over your head and into nothing
the abyss? is that nothing?
the cliffs? the subtle seas,
the long hard work days, the days when the sky is heavier
and it comes down to crush the rocks
the mountains too
I watch as they'd compress, it'd never occurred to anybody else
-s's.
am I so soft and alone as they say that I am, in dreamland?
dream of an ugly diary, destined for the bin
seemed like a pretty thing, a life less full of sin
can't be yours, can't be torn,
can't feel the good and the bad, nor tell them apart.
can't believe my hands when I reach for you and feel your heart
don't be damned
dry your life of an eye
with its turquoise shoreline
A small world in envelope
with enamored stars and newfound hope
don't be damned,
there is nothing else you need to know
-s's.
tears stream out eyes into the pacific, sweet in a saltwater company white and blue in an ocean scenic, in peculiar harmony
-s's.
-s's.