that will last me a while

i’m drawn to you my girl

my child

holding me closer

i am higher than before

you run with me

i’m alive

i want more

i’m alone with you in the playground

of my dreams

and you are here for me to breathe

i was born again with you

the moment i touched your face

i knew i was home for while

you calm all my thoughts

with your smile

running in circles

we are searching for a key

the problem with our lies

is me

i’m a song in a secret

and i feel the way i do

because of lack of respect

from you

i was born again with you

i will let this boat turn around

i will let myself drift

i won’t give in and resist

because i am ready for what may come.

i will host my own house of favors

i will be open to any new flavors

i will let the mountains shake

i won’t deny the surging lake

because i am ready for what may come.

before you’ve had your chance to prove yourself.

she may conjure it up without you

casting all of her spells.

and all the little islands you’ve held up

won’t be enough to get you through

all the heartache.

when she marks you off as completed

and she nods for you to move.

she will conquer them all without you

casting all of her spells.

and all the little hexes you’ve mastered

won’t be enough to see you through

all the heartache.

she gets wickeder as she brews your intrests

and crafts her potions to entangle you.

you’ll be the last to know

when shes left it all in the morning

before you’ve had your chance to prove yourself.

she may conjure it up without you

casting all of her spells.

i’ll drag them down to leverage my wounds

and the one-ticket fucker can’t make it right

what was left

she can satisfy

you say, you say, you say, you say you will

promise to teach me

and you take the bait

with eager eyes

kick yourself

as the summer ends

your song is over now

home spun the sheets off

and she loved you for your worth

in your own foolish way

you gave the prizes

she saved

now i know why the carnival is treating us

we have the key!

although, it isn’t locked to begin with

now walk through the door.

compromise is the ultimate sacrifice

yet here we are

waiting

and the moon laid its head upon the clouds

i drifted, shifted, face-lifted, re-gifted

all in the name of sanity

perhaps a memory will serve us true gold

disappointment is loose

activity is scarce

i am not treading lightly these days

it must be time to check the clock