There was a time when stillness meant nothing to me.
Once, silence meant lack of sound; Fall came once a year.
I danced, redcheeked, each year's first snow,
tongue out to taste each flake's welcome sting.
I laughed, distinct from nature's cycles,
A scrap of wonder, floating in a torrent of sorrow I couldn't grasp.
That laugh, mouth open, sums up my past.
I craved fulfillment, too shallow to know
I could never be fully filled again.
Here we are and it's open. I lay her down in the glow (half of creation's
destruction). Replaced the moon and the stars with candles. Black and Grey
is to drown, when yesterday
Fades (through broken gla**). Hate (what I've become).
Enclosed, please find Silence.
Fade (through broken gla**). Hate (what I've become).
Enclosed please find Silence,
Everything's shallow, we're chasing ourselves beneath a stone,
I am covered in make-up that won't wash away beneath a stone.
We are joy. I was just a boy. Goodnight.
Beauty scar, powdered make-up, melting eyes, smile of bone. I replaced the
moon and the stars with candles. We are all the same when everything
Fades (through broken gla**). Hate (what I've become).
Enclosed, please find Silence.
Fade (through broken gla**). Hate (what I've become).
Enclosed please find Silence,
Everything?s shallow, we're chasing ourselves beneath a stone,
I am covered in make-up that won't wash away beneath a stone.
We are joy, so take my hand.
Sing inside the shadows she surrounds the love I hid. The beating of a god
that won't let go. I know, Black and Grey is to drown in yesterday.
We are joy, so take my hand.