The End is Over

Exacting with the wind, my sin
My need to pretend that i'll begin, again
Every time I open up my eyes, I reprise

This libation cup is full of lies, pour out the sunrise
Like a void born from light as if to say: I wanted it this way
Look, I've brought to you the day

Plotting with the edge, my righteous non-revenge
To kill the stench of death on my breathe
Or at least to mask the taste with my last cigarette
A cherry on the balcony like the face of an angel I ain't met
To die like her expression
Planning my regrets; I never learn my lesson

Accept with the cauldron this shame because I'm all in
Slide in slow till I can stand it, tell you that I've fallen
Once again, you'll soon forget my name
Join in on this game, and every night's the same
Lord i'm callin' for the ghost of faith
To help displace the blame, so I can leave this place

Blurring with the rain, my pain
Staring at the sky that watched you go insane
Seldom have I shown it, to become alive just for a moment
Drink to our delusion till I've grown sick
Remind you like the street light's coming on
Lets get gone, get on home, kids

Parading with the smoke, in my cloak
I smiled cuz somebody told a joke
There and then the world became a bore
I don't need you anymore to get lost, pay the cost
Of really knowing what you live for
A moment of panic in recalling that I never will be sober
Choke down one more hit of wisdom And the end... Is over

Author's Note

The song "Girl in the Window" by Mark Lenover is what happened to be stuck in my head when I wrote this, if you want to put some instrumentation behind it