It's indirect to me
That the feeling is somewhat familiar
Yet crosses paths again
With a recognized strafe
The air is tireless and free
Yet there is no consolidation between you
A waltz to the ode of Love
Another valentines day rejoiced
And a funeral to the laughs once had
While other tears are brought hence forth
And twice the push it takes for marriage
To these touches you've never had
Around beams of moonlight streaming down
Dawning lips that speak tongues unharmed
Yet you welcome the sound
It's the life that you wish you had
And is it here in front of you?
While you waste the days you had before
And wish you had it here
Why must we all fall down
Onto the ground so cold
The streets so golden