While in Dub

Apr 08, 2009 03:06

We brake into dawn
sipping on the ashes drawn
sickened by dipping our feet
into this pawn
sewn into the affection,
recognized and delivered within perfection
across the lines around your smile,
confused and set aside
we drown
let it go and recognize our lies
permitted to be shut out by our eyes,
and now we're gone.

we are atoms floating in the wind,
losing touch with every fling
ideas clouded by the rising doubt
in every dream once seen to shine,
we are ashes blown into the fire
back to where we once began
to start the cycle of love and heart ache
brought to the other by a random interval,
we're nothing but the painting
before the canvas has been sewn.

and when the fear arises
i see you catching every stutter,
setting us to fire by avoiding every truth
inclined to let us sink into oblivion
holding my head under water so i can't hear,
you tell me what you wish you could
while i'm beneath this purple haze
this sober conundrum has me riding
on the trails i've known the best,
because i can't see myself when i'm flying
seeing things between the lines
and letting you become my light.

you're blackened more than i could stand,
dying in your shadows they're the only ones i've walked
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