I don't wanna be beholden to the data
Anymore than I would wanna dissipate
If you talk of windows like you see what live inside,
Then why the need to denigrate?
Find me our lost time
Overgrown untended vines
The paint is chipping off my nails
What a swan song!
Flakes ashen and adrift
As if of my withering wail
There's a chasm in our bed
Where we lay from coast to coast now
I'm shaking with regret
And I'm sorry as I'm in it
You had this wily grin that settled all I couldn't tell
But a sickly man I became
(is that a crack?)
And your doubts they burrowed deep
into our bastion entwine
Now I only am afraid
(was it this or that?)
A soured light creeps on our dinner damn near every day
And I know you don't feel the same
(how do we get back?)
I sing of a sorrow
and a melancholy drive
and a guilt and hollow
that eats me alive
i just want someone to tell my secrets to
whose smile when they see me lights up
the goddamn room
Is anything left to feeling?
To that ephemeral unreeling
Am I dancing in the wind?
Or bound like a kite to my string
There's a chasm in my head
Where I question every minute
Now I'm shaking with regret
And I'm sorry as I'm in it
I know it's a habit
I'd do well to shake
But I'm but a willow whipping
Just the fruits of fickle fate
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