Paint Me

How many words could describe, could descry All the emptiness, filled, all the words in the night That could never quite be said enough How many tears could condense from my lips All the feelings, the lies, oh my mind's darkened it All the soul, never empty of love How many seas are contained in your eyes How many Truths, intermixed with your sighs How many tempests, so hollow, so high Are yet rife with emotion, so true and so nigh How many tears could conclude all I am All the thoughts of the tide that I never could stem Ah! The moon shines so bright now above How many rays fill the depths of my soul How many days will all sorrow be full How many times will this ocean be whole I am rife with emotion Contentment's a hole that will fill but to seep To the deepest of seas To the oceans of all that are my memories Oh I see and I cry out into the dark night To the stars of the sky, to the sunrise last light That the heavens are falling deep into my sight I have drowned in the depths that yet drown out all light