If I walk away Would you have me stay? Then take my hand. Watch the sun go down The sea at our feet? The silent stars Reflected in your eyes, I start to realise I could drown in you. I am not afraid. This moment was made For those who are true.
The virginal white marble Still leaves impressions on my face. I can’t retrace the past, It’s gone. What a waste I was. But the connection endures And floors me To the ground. You know that already; Stay steady and recoup My own sensory addiction. I will not improve The groove I am in. Don’t begin To tell the lie, The lie of me. Been a liar all my life. Pretending when I shouldn’t. Made cash from chaos But I still believe In you.
You are the queen of me, But I am surely no king. So many lacking Bring me to my knees. I look at you And I guess; The deprivation Is true. Taught me a lot, Most of which I forgot. You know I love you, I can’t abstain. I would fight or die for you, That is my right. Transcendent creature that you are, But you are far away. I have no complaints. But I am chained, bound. The sound of these shackles Cuts my heart.
I was shouting in a canyon. Every step I took Echoed from the walls; But the calls of hell Shook me. You can't go there, Whatever the despair. I know you feel And steal from tomorrow. I live on borrowed time, But I will never decline The courtesy you bring, Perhaps sorrow.
So you scratch in the dust. This was never discussed. Don’t hurt me again; Then if you must Try to refrain, Then happiness reigns, But the pain I feel Still remains. A constant reminder Of what could have been.
Once upon an evening dreary, When my bones felt weak and weary I heard a knock on my front door. “Who is there?” I asked. No answer came. I peeped through the curtain. I was certain I saw a man I didn’t know. Who the fuck was this? I will not duck a question So I opened the door. No one there. I shut it again. He stood right behind me. “Do I know you?" I asked. “But I know all about you. If half of it true We can use you.” “For what purpose?” “You were trained, But the story's just begun You belong to us.” “No man claims hold of my life.” “We are not talking of a man. Push that aside." the naivety Of which only raises His attention, Not to mention His hatred of the good.
I don’t get off on this. My promise to you Full of platitudes. Not being rude In any way, shape or form, But a storm is coming; I can smell it. And I walk the streets Of Oxford Bored out of my mind. Not blind To possibility, Love gives you that, But catch 22. Can I tell the truth? I can't lie no more. If you have memories Stored Reflect on them. And if you respect them Just give me a clue And I can show you What I can do.
Never let it be said That romance is dead. For there’s so little else Going on in my head. I wake up each day, Try to wish it away And I bide my time. So I climb the walls instead. What you said hurts And the buttons are pressed. Please don’t do this to me. I know I failed But that ship has sailed Long ago. Undeserving wretch that I am I am still a man.
You hurt But I don’t cry No more. Tears ran dry Long time ago. But I worry For my heart. I want to explain; And I try And I try. Sort of constant refrain. Find it hard to let go; Perhaps I never will. We climbed the precipice Of love And I took the pain In a fall from grace. Currents of time Can't wash away How I feel today, As I remember Every thing.
Lessons learned That cannot be retrieved; My memory imperfect But the sessions I reject. I don’t look for war But the score won't Be relieved. And so I am turned. I am stronger Than you believe, Though spurned Like a beggar. Unlock my chain Again. No mercy No reprieve, I can fight And feel no pain.
I am brazen And outlandish. Oh yeah, Believe it. No reason, But the memory of taste; The dish I serve. It's complimentary, Oh yeah, But the season Holds no delicacy For me. So I swerve Away, Oh yeah. Don’t patronise me. Is see through it Every day. Yes I do.
Looking for a face that looks familiar, Or something similar. For a life that just escapes you, No, no. The lies told in you name traduce, It’s just abuse. Try to bring me down, But the crown of thorns set there. I bleed to my chair. That’s just the cross I bare. So I don’t care What they say anymore. You have gone away. Left me standing here. So people stare As the blood tears roll down my face. You call me a disgrace. But I am not. Have you forgot, What I did for you?
He walked home Tonight And debated in his head. Now alone, Never answered the phone. Locked himself in his room. But couldn’t sleep Looking for a tone. Something he could keep. Love is a mystery At least to me. And it has history. Can he make that leap?
Did you ever feel like this, When you get pissed off At every word they say? So you pray They would just go away, Leave you alone; But the phone It rings incessantly, So you answer But the words Choke in your throat. You can deliver But remember Who you really are.
I want to take you home, Keep you safe From the nonsense out there. I can’t bare The thought you are unhappy. Slap my face If I am impertinent; I live in my head. No shed, with porno mags. Yet I remain reticent. What must I do To prove my love For you? Maybe I am deranged And certainly Estranged from most; But you wove A spell I can't break. Take this as you will, I can't lie no more. Especially to me. Just want you to know.
If you don’t like it Then just fuck off. My house, My rules. Sure I’ll miss you, But not enough To want you to stay. It’s in my blood. Can’t get it away now, I am not deranged, Estranged from many people That I know. Some fucker looking for an antidote. I was too fiery, I saw fiery Too fiery for you.
Am I the body of Christ? The resurrection, The way, the truth And the life. He that believes in me Will never die. Horse shit. Gave that up Long time ago, But still go back to it Like an addict. I once wanted to be a priest I know, sounds crazy; But the laziness of thought. Besides there was no money in it. A man cannot serve god and mammon Both; So I chose. Whether it was right or wrong I really don’t know. So the book lies closed. Messianic qualities live within me And it shows. I can't save this tortured world, Wish I could. I only have my love to give Can you forgive?
So don’t explain it, I can’t try. But I love the way you hurt, And I love the way you lie. A confused mind, One of a kind. The mold is broken. Saying a token To over reach. Yet I preach to the converted. Now I am dry The words wont come To me. I fantasize, but not reality. My patience thin And that is boring To me. Yes it is I just need a kiss. Would you can you Give me this last absolution?
I can’t tell you how to be. Just look at me And the controversy That surrounds. I ain't grounded In any thought, Not specially, But i do have a capacity For love. The only thing That’s real to me. I read these lines back And i crack up. Am i too sentimental? Well, yeah. Just the guy i am. People say I am a loose cannon. This ain't derivative Its original And I don’t give a care What you think. I am living on instinct.
He loved it, Saw an unexpected beauty in it. You had to look closely, Difficult to define. He had a job to do And he loved it. It was death or victory For him. I thought he had a screw loose, But when you fought, When the chances were slim, He always, always had a plan. Looked after his men Like the children he never had.
Her touch indescribable. The scrambled bible in his mind. Was he dealing with an angel? Surely, surely. What else could she be? He gave what he could, Only his love. Prayed it would satisfy, But never sure. Remember, don’t forget, You’re a man. You desire And it’s pure. You never felt this way before? So what if it tears you apart. But what a start!