Hurst's Hearse

Long distance a little more... Poetic if you will.

It's like we're in one big white room
Separated by a single plexiglass wall
I see you every day
I can talk to you til the break of dawn
I do whatever I damn well please
Except for one big thing
I cant hug you
I cant kiss you
Touching is forbidden because of the malevolent rule of distance
Minors can't cross this plane alone
They need approval
We'll never get it
So we try with rebellion's revolver
I c**k the hammer of love
Squeeze the trigger but my will bounces off
And only ricochets into my leg
Despite my blood leaking out I continue emptying rounds into the glass
Shrapnel numbs all but my finger
You scream and tell me to stop
I've lost 7 pints
But the wall has yet to crack
So we give up
We've lost our will to fight anymore
So we'll settle for the plexiglass wall
Where we can never hug
Or cuddle
Or kiss
We waste hours talking about menial ideas
And philosophies that defy the limits of the mind
But at the end of the night we curl up as close as we can
To the bloodstained glass
My hand presses against yours through it
I think I can feel your warmth
But it's only an illusion
My heart trying to tell me you're better off on your side
And I'm better off on mine
But I vow one day
I'll break that wall down with my bare hands
My ring is in my back pocket
I swear to you
That we will be one