I know that you're an artist,
but you're the hardest one
Used to dream until I stopped writing fiction
All right well
Escape into the eerie night
In the dark I'm out of
Carousels make laps each night
Like drunks we spin until we're
You are the lighthouse, the seamark
The tempests created this
Dear, you left too soon,
went to the next room.
If you
As we sift through the hour glass
We realize that an
Let me paint you a picture
a picture that i know
You are the dark ocean bottom
And I am the fast
[Man]
My Apologies dear,
for all my mistakes,
and I'm sure to make
The tides changed its time to go home
The waves said
Facitiously fiction when Albrite was bitten
While kissing the girl
The snow won't stick to the weeping willows
the cold