Looking inside from the outside,
this is our place, this is our time
and we don't know what we don't know
but it's alright
out in it all, immersed in the world until that moment where I realize I love you still.
It brings me back here to view because I found myself inside of you.
I could listen while we sit here,
think up something deep to say
make up some old story
because it's my right,
but not today...
trying to escape my feelings, drowning in a sea of vast immensity, just to dull the pain and feel and dance as one with rain.
How long have I waited
for such an endless moment?
How long have I hated
the world's pointless silence
as some storms do, a quiet rage internalized and sucking in on itself, possibly more violent could you ever find its eye?
For you, I'll look inside and think and feel and try to see through this moment, with the wind quietly raging on from you to me, across our vast and endless sea.
Speak, speak now
as time is short and it
reeks, reeks now
of death's retort.
Style, seasons gone
our life is long
forever here in love,
outlasting all we'll ever know.
