Tribute
Nothing from nowhere, I'm no one at all.
I cannot leave here. I cannot stay. Forever haunted, more than afraid.
Reach out and you may take my heart away.
There are no flowers, no, not this time.
Will you join me in this dance of misery, cradled in impossibility?
I'd show a smile, but I'm too weak.
Killed by the weakness, but forced to return.
I'd share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me.
I can remember when I first realized dreams were the only place to see you.
Just like all I loved, I'm make believe. Imagined heart, I disappear.
But you promised me...
You don't care that it haunts me. Cuts through my day and sinks into my dreams.
I never wanted this. I always wanted to believe you, from the start I'd been decieved.
Calling tears from deep inside, oh, you're so exquisite.
Just like romantic verses, just like a joyous end, just like a memory, it twists me.
All the colours upon leaving will turn to grey.
You walked away. Walk away again.
And I fell apart as I walked away. Walk away and turned in disgrace.
The pieces are lost, these pieces don't fit. Pieced together incomplete and empty.
There's poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence. Of blue and grey.
Walk away again.
I cannot leave here. I cannot stay. Forever haunted, more than afraid.
Reach out and you may take my heart away.
There are no flowers, no, not this time.
Will you join me in this dance of misery, cradled in impossibility?
I'd show a smile, but I'm too weak.
Killed by the weakness, but forced to return.
I'd share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me.
I can remember when I first realized dreams were the only place to see you.
Just like all I loved, I'm make believe. Imagined heart, I disappear.
But you promised me...
You don't care that it haunts me. Cuts through my day and sinks into my dreams.
I never wanted this. I always wanted to believe you, from the start I'd been decieved.
Calling tears from deep inside, oh, you're so exquisite.
Just like romantic verses, just like a joyous end, just like a memory, it twists me.
All the colours upon leaving will turn to grey.
You walked away. Walk away again.
And I fell apart as I walked away. Walk away and turned in disgrace.
The pieces are lost, these pieces don't fit. Pieced together incomplete and empty.
There's poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence. Of blue and grey.
Walk away again.