Making a Kingdom of Purgatory
I want to open my chest
And let the sunshine out
I want my tears to be the dew
That lets the rainbows reign
Over her flooded cities
Where mermaids sing songs with whales
And penguins escape the prisons of ice and land
So they can soar through the sky dodging stars
Like ships steering through minefields
I want to stroke her hair
Like a harp whose music
Passes past her lips
Like the songs of an angel
Performing for purgatory
If the things she sings can’t grant me into heaven
At least I’ll have one hell of a time listening outside the gates
But it’s funny when our perceptions of ourselves
Don’t match the perceptions of others
See, she feels it’s reversed
Instead of being that light that lifts me up
She feels like she’s the fire trying to bury me down below
And I want to tell her
If that is true
Than I’ll be her step stool
And we’ll never let each other go
Until we’ve finally made a kingdom of Purgatory
And even then
We’ll only let go so we can remind ourselves
How beautiful it is to touch each other once again.
I want to open my chest
And let the sunshine out
‘cause she thinks that sometimes
The night can use a little day
And I know that when we hold our light
Up inside, tightly, hidden from others
We may think we’re warm
But it makes everything around us that much colder
And I may have been born in New York
But I’m still from Florida
So my thin skin
Doesn’t quite know how to appreciate the winter.
I want her to open her eyes
And let the summer out
I have never met someone with eyes so bright
And so dark at the same time
Whose sparkle seems to send kids screaming with excitement out of the classroom
And back into playgrounds and backyards
Jumping rope past spring
And swimming through summer
Sometimes when they get out of the pool
July waters gets stuck in their ears
But it’s only the summer trying to whisper to them,
“I can be here every day of the year
If you want me to”
And I want her to
Be the one to open my chest
And insert herself inside
She’s the one who paces my heart
And on occasion stops it
Just for kicks
She’s the one who makes me sweat
From her sunshine
Through the inside out.
I just wished she knew
That my nights would last forever
If she never chose raise the sun each day
I want her to know
Even if she were burning in hell
I’d rather pick up a pitch fork
And park my ass up on the lava to her left
Than to ever stray away
She’s the kind of stock I can see myself invest in
Even when she says the market’s going to crash
So when the time comes for me to go
Look one stop past hell
Just before the beautiful gates
You’ll find me there building a kingdom for my princess
With the songs of an angel in my ears.
And let the sunshine out
I want my tears to be the dew
That lets the rainbows reign
Over her flooded cities
Where mermaids sing songs with whales
And penguins escape the prisons of ice and land
So they can soar through the sky dodging stars
Like ships steering through minefields
I want to stroke her hair
Like a harp whose music
Passes past her lips
Like the songs of an angel
Performing for purgatory
If the things she sings can’t grant me into heaven
At least I’ll have one hell of a time listening outside the gates
But it’s funny when our perceptions of ourselves
Don’t match the perceptions of others
See, she feels it’s reversed
Instead of being that light that lifts me up
She feels like she’s the fire trying to bury me down below
And I want to tell her
If that is true
Than I’ll be her step stool
And we’ll never let each other go
Until we’ve finally made a kingdom of Purgatory
And even then
We’ll only let go so we can remind ourselves
How beautiful it is to touch each other once again.
I want to open my chest
And let the sunshine out
‘cause she thinks that sometimes
The night can use a little day
And I know that when we hold our light
Up inside, tightly, hidden from others
We may think we’re warm
But it makes everything around us that much colder
And I may have been born in New York
But I’m still from Florida
So my thin skin
Doesn’t quite know how to appreciate the winter.
I want her to open her eyes
And let the summer out
I have never met someone with eyes so bright
And so dark at the same time
Whose sparkle seems to send kids screaming with excitement out of the classroom
And back into playgrounds and backyards
Jumping rope past spring
And swimming through summer
Sometimes when they get out of the pool
July waters gets stuck in their ears
But it’s only the summer trying to whisper to them,
“I can be here every day of the year
If you want me to”
And I want her to
Be the one to open my chest
And insert herself inside
She’s the one who paces my heart
And on occasion stops it
Just for kicks
She’s the one who makes me sweat
From her sunshine
Through the inside out.
I just wished she knew
That my nights would last forever
If she never chose raise the sun each day
I want her to know
Even if she were burning in hell
I’d rather pick up a pitch fork
And park my ass up on the lava to her left
Than to ever stray away
She’s the kind of stock I can see myself invest in
Even when she says the market’s going to crash
So when the time comes for me to go
Look one stop past hell
Just before the beautiful gates
You’ll find me there building a kingdom for my princess
With the songs of an angel in my ears.