These Momentous Memories

Cradled in your arms, your arms, your arms You did me no harm…you made me feel warm This morning, mourning for you in the fire…I’m on true, rue fire… Drowning in desire, drowning in desire, my heart will never, ever tire… I admit, I’m dream-lit With little wit Gotta get a grip on my own, all alone… Wanna wrap my lips against your own Bring me blessings and miracles never shown Weeping insane… Automatically impulsive… Dramatically indecisive And, and, and, and letting live… I don’t get, get, get, get I won’t ever regret, regret I bet you’ll find me to be your one and only outlet The one and lonely that believes alone You and me, together and I will give, on my own, Anything to be in your momentous memories… These memories put me at ease…so please… Anything to be in your momentous memories… These memories put me at ease…so please… Cuz I’m an introvert all alone… You left me with an unanswered phone Your momentous memories… Rise to a hundred and seven degrees… Negatively positive… Positively negative… Help me heal in your arms, your arms, your arms You did me no harm…you’re just like a lucky charm This morning, mourning and longing and pretending you’re here, isolating again Drowning in desire…you’re still rising like wildfire…in your extroverted, perfect empire Automatically impulsive… Dramatically indecisive And, and, and, and letting live… I don’t get, get, get, get I won’t ever regret, regret I bet you’ll find me to be your one and only outlet Refrain from driving me insane… The one and lonely that believes alone You and me, together and I will give, on my own, Anything to be in your momentous memories… These memories put me at ease…so please… Anything to be in your momentous memories… These memories put me at ease…so please… Cuz I’m an introvert all alone… You left me with an unanswered phone Your momentous memories… Rise to a hundred and seven degrees… Negatively positive… Positively negative… Pound to the rhythm of my heart Pound to the rhythm of my heart Pound to the rhythm of my heart These moments you left me torn apart These moments you left me from the start These moments I live life in the death cart Pound to the rhythm of my heart Pound to the rhythm of my heart Pound to the rhythm of my heart These momentous memories Is but a tranquil breeze In my mind of chaotic ease So, please…please…please… Wrap me in your arms…your arms…your arms…your sunlit smile is vivacious… God is the branches and you’re the roots of these tranquil trees between us… I admit, I’m dream-lit With little wit Gotta get a grip on my own, all alone…it’s clearly shown in the unknown… With these momentous memories With their mesmerizing moans of ancient tones and echoes of on-our-own Chaos and commotion set at ease No longer in regret… I bet, oh I bet You and I will find our outlet… I admit, I’m dream-lit With little wit Gotta get a grip on my own, all alone… Wanna wrap my lips against your own Bring me blessings and miracles never shown All is vain, all is vain, all is vain Oh, the pain you put me through as I ride the thought train Will I ever be sane? Not in this bewildered, yet young and resilient brain… Weeping insane… Anything to be in your momentous memories…