Open the door,
I can come in,
I can make Holes in the floor into beds.

I can be pure,
I'll be your hands,
I can be anything as long as you say I can.

But, I don't know how I got here now.
On my own.
Come take me home, and I'll find it

But, no Postulate God was there for you.
and, don't promise me things that you can do.
I helped you

Those backwards days,
I've been so lonely all the time since you were gone.
Old pictures fade,
I've been so broken all the time since you were gone.

He who holds a mirror to himself becomes the paintbrush
He who holds a mirror to himself is he the piece, love?

Oh, do you want to explain?
Well, I think that I have heard enough.
Oh, do you want to explain?
Well, I think that time will show that all of it was rushed.

Those backwards days,
I've been so lonely all the time since you were gone.
Old pictures fade,
I've been so broken all the time since you were gone.

The Mirror

We found ourselves on better days
The traps we set alone on the side
Don't go,
(all they've taken from you -
I can't give it back)
From the roads we've known all our lives...
Hold.

Steadfast in faith,
Unrequited,
Through problems unscathed.

I hate when it haunts me,
but, I know.
I feel it coming home.

When all I know was,
Faith it turns to,
The only one for,
Faith it tends to,

All come around again,
Like those vultures circle their own.

Don't go
Don't go.

I won't wait around for you.
and when you call it quits,
I'll still feel everything,
and you don't.


Devout

In my head, 
There’s a mess, 
And, it lends itself to indecision. 

So there I’ll take, 
Every trace, 
And ,I’ll rid myself of imperfection. 

Where there is a vacant hole. 
There is a pulse. 
There is a vacancy I’ve known. 

Where there is a vacant hole. 
There is a pulse. 
There a vacancy I’ve known. 

But, how can I know I’m only where I belong? 

You can’t hide it now. 
All I wanted to know is if you thought it would grow or subside. 
Oh have you lost all control, but much too hard to let go , this time. 

Was it enough? 
You let it die, getting caught up in such. 
The only one. 
Such a quandary of lust. 
You let if fall down inside. 

It goes on.

So Soon, The Truth

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