With this pen,    I use invoke to describe   How it felt in wanting to    have you again and again      I'll hold my breath as our world comes undone and catch the bullet if you hold the gun      Now, life waiting for words to define how to repair the seams of my soul Because of you, the architect still sleeps   A consequence of design, that life will not let go What has been said of a yearning that stands as high as mountains became of glimpse of a time to lose myself      And I'll hold my breath as our world comes undone and catch the bullet if you hold the gun      Now if only that passion within myself could command the conflict between us both      The beautiful denial forced me to say, i cannot let go      Even when my body's broken, long before my soul fades away      If I gave all control, the destructive love we hide will be defined in the shadow of the mourning to come Where I stand free before life for the first time I'll bask in its glow with all of my soul