Endless
Is it not a little late, old chap
to cry about your stolen, little hat
were you not convinced at all before
that you would handle mighty, windy roars
why is your complexion oh so pale, puny being
were you submerged into a bog of horrid dreams?
you've not been sleeping, pinch yourself, you fool
or else be simply dead in life, that lifeless pool
'Tis not a question, so ask no longer
look up at her, and say you're stronger
you still don't know? not even now?
that your heart is hurting, crying foul
it's not too late, give yourself a chance
remember how you feel, her sleepy glance
remember that her smile is warm
as you two lie there and enjoy that storm
so now you pray, you godless man
that your happiness is still at hand
like Robinson, you suddenly find out
that you are empty, go ahead and shout
it turns out knowing matters not, and never did
when you know you want and want to make your bid
thus, know your mind, be not afraid
embrace the flesh, embrace the cosmic aid
stop moaning and complaining still, young boy
about yourself and loosing all your silly toys
instead put down your fingers on the whites
and touch a song about what makes you fight
her timid look, her gentle stance
how she looks on, as you two dance
exhaustion ageless, on her face appears
her fragile flesh, as you draw her near
and then at morn, that simple, giggly look
the smell of joy, oh, how long it took
just rub your eyes, await her face
just rub your head in hers, enjoy the days
then take a sip and burn your tongue, you might
since you love the hand of care, as you feel fright
lay down your hand on her warm chest
and feel the heart, that knows you best
yes, best, that's what I said, you listen here
within yourself, your Goodness reins she steers
you cruel, young, senseless, little man
step aside, let go, and let her stand
and now look down, before you're blind
before you give into your cold and rigid mind
because the truth, that lies beyond those blues
admit you love her, admit you need no rules!
and what of you, our precious, shining gem
hate us not, but plague us, we need your strength
this foolish side of mine, I'll make it learn
ironic, no ? without your fire, I will burn ...
to cry about your stolen, little hat
were you not convinced at all before
that you would handle mighty, windy roars
why is your complexion oh so pale, puny being
were you submerged into a bog of horrid dreams?
you've not been sleeping, pinch yourself, you fool
or else be simply dead in life, that lifeless pool
'Tis not a question, so ask no longer
look up at her, and say you're stronger
you still don't know? not even now?
that your heart is hurting, crying foul
it's not too late, give yourself a chance
remember how you feel, her sleepy glance
remember that her smile is warm
as you two lie there and enjoy that storm
so now you pray, you godless man
that your happiness is still at hand
like Robinson, you suddenly find out
that you are empty, go ahead and shout
it turns out knowing matters not, and never did
when you know you want and want to make your bid
thus, know your mind, be not afraid
embrace the flesh, embrace the cosmic aid
stop moaning and complaining still, young boy
about yourself and loosing all your silly toys
instead put down your fingers on the whites
and touch a song about what makes you fight
her timid look, her gentle stance
how she looks on, as you two dance
exhaustion ageless, on her face appears
her fragile flesh, as you draw her near
and then at morn, that simple, giggly look
the smell of joy, oh, how long it took
just rub your eyes, await her face
just rub your head in hers, enjoy the days
then take a sip and burn your tongue, you might
since you love the hand of care, as you feel fright
lay down your hand on her warm chest
and feel the heart, that knows you best
yes, best, that's what I said, you listen here
within yourself, your Goodness reins she steers
you cruel, young, senseless, little man
step aside, let go, and let her stand
and now look down, before you're blind
before you give into your cold and rigid mind
because the truth, that lies beyond those blues
admit you love her, admit you need no rules!
and what of you, our precious, shining gem
hate us not, but plague us, we need your strength
this foolish side of mine, I'll make it learn
ironic, no ? without your fire, I will burn ...