Through myself I search for words to make your lips sweat. But words see nothing, but my deepest sin commited, yesterday Can we love, when all we have left, is what love left us when it died. Bring your eyes leval to the sea, and try to make out the lines of the sky; Painted in yellow and blues. Singing rebel songs of new. Bring me my sweet boy, fate and destiny. Honesty, visit my bedside tonight. Pretend we're all ok, walking down the green tiled streets of vanity Close your eyes, my little one, dream the dream, I never dared to sing I'll try to close my own, and see my face, planted on your heart. Always there, but never recognized. A terror stricken heart, never dies without victory; can't I spin on your finger? gliding on glass and rigid paintings in black and white. Pretend to here your life calling you from a distance and wipe away the regret, with the swipe of a smile. Remember all those nights when you couldn't find living and if refused to say it knew you. You can't escape, the tragedy that was once yours but smile and walk on through that hole in the sunset
