Like we never knew each other at all

I know that you're an artist, the hardest one to deal with. Everything you conceal is revealed on your canvas. You find all of your ugly meanings in the things I find beautiful. Do you see the fall is coming? You painted me in pastel, colors that don't tell of any boldness. That's the way you'd love to see me: so delicate, so weak, so little purpose. Your eyes are black so cold, they're so imperfect. They see a sleeping world, where waking isn't worth it. How, can you live without your lies?

10.27.2009

Consequence

If life's a consequence
why do I dream of you?
'cause if you were lost on me
we'll never get back again

What about my faith
'cause this is not working
at the same time my head

If I believe, would it be?
If I believe, would it be?

Glass brokes up here in front of my face
Nothing's cool, nothing escapes

If I say no, would you stay with me?
If I say yes, could you ignore me, again?

If life's a consequence
why do I dream of you?
'cause if you were lost on me
we'll never get back again