I'm terrified of getting burned by this fire twice
I stand as close as I can cus your warmth feel real nice
When the rains start to pour, oh it never pour down lite
Then I watch in an instant your flames dim, in spite
of the fact that I'm trying
Despite the fact I'm done lieing
Despite the truth that I loved you once
And the fact that's the only thing I never did fight
They say every door has a handle
They say that mine is especially hard to grip
and if you looked twice you'd see I can stand all
of this firey mist.
Yeah every door has a handle,
every handle has a lock,
every lock needs a key, babe
This is where the truth starts to slip.
That it's you, and your fingers fit perfectly between mine
Oh it's you who took this stone heart and melted it til it was no longer submerged in ice.
They say my element is hostile
They blame 1/2 my childhood being a lie.
But that's only when they're being generious
Other wise they claim it's simply me and the plank in my eye
I stand firm in the oceans
Let it scream out it's best.
Then by morning still and silent
I've put it to rest.
Cus the sea is an alias and analogy of me
Always prone to be raging when your rain clouds are seen.
Mirrors and reflections, I turn away from all of those
The things that are truthful, the things that expose
You're firey hands take my sand and turn it to glass.
to see straight through my forgotten past.
to the recesses of time, where I lost my mind.
I turn away from all forms of joy dear
Except for you love
You're exactly what you seem.
You've always been to real to be something that I could just dream.
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