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Until the last light, I believe I shall remain,
A tune unplayed, in this dreary song.
During daylight and throughout the night,
A moment does not part from melancholy and I.
Should I leave or should I try,
I know what follows could not be felt as life.
Is there another song, one to play my tune?
I'm driven to sing, but this song is home.
If I go, I may return.
But it would know, and I would know,
That for however long or short,
I could not remain forever dumb.
Forever unknown, forever dead, forever her's.
There once was a Tree,
Happy as can be.
Even though this tree had no teeth,
It would still play with its friend Keath.
One unfaithful day,
Keath never came to play.
Tree worried all through the night,
Perhaps he'd finally given Keath a fright!
For how could it be,
That Keath love a Tree.
The next morning,
Keath's mom came mourning.
Keath's stinger had been lost,
And Tree knew the cost.
Their time together will not be forgotten,
For he knew a way to have his story written.
Keath and Tree may never again be,
But alas he is free.
Lifted,
I felt the heat of the sun.
Falling,
I froze, scorched by the cold.
I held fast to all I had.
Or I tried.
I struggle to be thankful,
For now,
My elevated dreams fulfill me.
I can say
That you didn't help me.
The lights that flare
Stain my stare.
How deep or true I care,
Pales to your new flare.
I have proven shallow,
Until I can be there.
It wasn't there.
But I had it, didn't I?
I'd left it, I came back.
I let go, and now
It's no longer mine.
Where do I go from here?
Where do I go from here?
Where do I go from here.
Within your arms,
I feel at home.
At last,
I can believe,
I'm not alone.
I wash my hands with the waves
That come from day to day.
I look around & I see the sounds
Of my love that's come to play.
”It's been too long.” I say
As she dances her way
To my arms, but I fall as I wake.
Again, it is only I that lays in our estate.
I jumped into a pit of fire
Only to find that my legs caught fire.
For sure, I thought it'd get my head
Where lay this hairy bed.
But wait, what's this?
At last, this head of hair
Went ablaze with such flair,
That I'll sing atop this chair!
I traced along the battered spine,
But it was not in me
To brace along those tattered lines.
Much I tried to bare the bines,
As straight as I could be,
Caught laced, always, in those tangled vines.
Until – disarrayed – I broke, and heard the chimes.
I have learned to mend,
With every step along this battered bend.
Those footsteps that you left at the door,
Echo the last words I heard you say.
Turning to me, my eyes meet the floor.
I needed to prove myself today.
Again, it was your hope that I tore.
I’ve proven who I am, to your dismay.
What I say, pitted to what I do,
That I’ll never be there for you.