incubus

lotism
2003-06-05 06:20:13 (UTC)

let the passion go

a star crying out in echo
wishing upon itself that you wont let go
my heart wrapped in stitches
strung up the further i try to reach it
your so far but your voice is so close
if I could pull you closer
scratch the border that sits around
i know i’d cry for the sky
rather then stay on the ground
with out you, im lost and never found
screaming so loud for you, def scars the sound
the emptiness is a discrepancy
the insipid tears pour along side my face
waiting for a single moment in space
to see the look in your eyes
brings tears to the ocean and skies
your words soft as snow
your gaze only softens the glow
for now i can only imagine your touch
i can only envision your smile
even if i see it once in a while
wake up, scratch the sun from my eyes
hoping I never see fate as it dies
miss the opening to say it again
spit the words off the tip of my tongue
holding your hand
in the place of where im stung
your beauty aglow
will follow you where ever you go
so what if the world never knows
of the beauty inside that flows
what a thing to do
crying with the perfection that sits inside of you
what a thing to say
the words that radiate that day
for you to expect me to look away
with out your hands I stand astray
your heart stripped of animosity
to have it sit alone is an atrocity
let the star cry for it
let it shut its mouth and listen for your songs
because next to my side is where it belongs




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