look
look at me with those eyes of yours
i could stare into them for days
and never get bored
they say the eyes are the windows to the soul
maybe there's some truth to that

look
look at me like you do when we're alone
i love it when your eyes say so much
when everything is silent but the sound of breathing
i can only hope that you see
yourself in my own murky brown eyes
and ignore the plain coloring of my own


i wish my eyes were as eloquent as yours...

manic depressive?
never thought of that
i wouldn't be surprised though

if i was

when winter comes
i will dream like i always do
the silent snows will fall
and you will still be blind
but i will be reborn in the ashes of ice
you will never see the world as i do
and i will wonder in my dreaming
if you're wasting your time trying to open your eyes and see the sky
maybe it's better to stay sightless


maybe it's better to stay sightless...


when winter comes, bury me in snow
return me to my element since i always was mutable
even though i enjoy my time in the sun....
i'll remain eternal while you flitter about like a flame
fire never understands that it is static
and it never realizes it is dying until it's too late
i'll remember it all with the clarity of ice
keep the memory alive with the power of the tide
and speak of it in whispers with the voice of the mist
and remind air and earth what it's like...


Winter comes, and brings me my dreams
i'll sleep forever within the shadows of the Sun

but you'll forget long before the daylight fades....



...maybe forever is found when you're blind...

my consort, my love
don't lead, don't follow
just walk with me
walk by my side
you make me feel like a Queen...

let's see what we can accomplish
when dreams become reality

...waiting...wanting...waiting...wanting...

...patience...ever patience...

so many things i want to do so many things i want to say
difference of mind death of time
the deadly dance of cliché upon cliché
if i laughed i'd break the barrier
take a cue from pink floyd
i want to take out your brick from the wall

...waiting...wanting...waiting...wanting
endless silence
i want to dive into your mind
swim in your past and take a cue from trent reznor
i want to feel you from the inside


i want to feel you from the inside....

understanding.

something i can grab a hold of
something i have a little of
something they don't understand

understanding.

questions that have no answers
questions that have hidden answers
so many questions, but all in time...

understanding.

fuck what they think of me
they just don't...
they never will...

understand.

pain.

p a i n .

didn't know what was worse at the time
the physical pain
or the fact that you turned away

now
the physical pain is almost gone
but i can't forget that you turned away

was my pain too hard to bear for you that you couldn't even acknowledge it?
couldn't even look at me
or hold me
or try to make it better

just a back turned
i remember a back turned to me




pain.

p a i n .




i remember...

i hurt.