Penning a prose of my reflection
To one who's heart has been left alone
Light a mach for insparation
candles burn, spinning room
get's brighter as I go
lost in my hollo of existance
met a young fellow without a name (met a lepricon without a name?)
caught in the rush of independance
we drank to ease the pain
Glasses emty to elude myself
tonick sorrow's only aid
spinning clearly for a moment
but you just look at me
CHORUS
and I don't understand you
I didn't even notice
that I am my own lost one
I don't understand you
so beautifuly hopeless
you complane yet carry on (incomplete yet you carry on)
whithought an ounce of desparation
I sit and marval so amused at me
Haulling this cargo years of feet
Wanting, crying, asking to be free
yet knowing me I'll never be
So melt a cristal in my hand
inhale the thoughts that I miss
mirorr moves falling so short
of true happiness (of longed for happiness)
CHORUS:
I sit and marval so amused at you
lost in this cinical place (magical place?)
triping on a rainbow every afternoon
having conversations so lost in a maze