THE SAD THINGS IN LIFE

 It's a song I can't sing It's vivid and it's a nightmare Haunted by the lyrics of me and you  The need for insomnia... What do you call a man who's afraid ... To dream? Snow in fire, was there ever a well We'd dance aimlessly and now I can't tell So everyday is like waking and walking in hell It's but a song I can't sing  Can't you tell? The lyrics of me and you  Past the icy mountains the beautiful snowy valleys And that warming fire whirling in our bellies If these memories are to be serene I'd rather it be death. I can't stop thinking about the 'what ifs' It was something that surprisingly brought so much A beautiful flower without thorns  An amazing devil without horns She was a spring in a desert You know... That thing that came exactly when you craved it And you didn't even know you craved it..  Shit.

 I wonder how you'd feel If they told you that I was dead Like he was okay last night And when we knocked upon his door In the morn we heard only from his cat. Will you ask of how it happened And if they say it was suicide Would your world be flattened I wonder... Would you kiss my dead corpse And whisper only if I knew Do you regret not speaking to me? Do you think we should've been in the same sea? Drowning like two lovers in lovers day We weren't lovers though... I can't imagine you imagining it so. I couldn't live and touch the stars  I lived and touched a star... I wonder if my body was found where my soul left it... Or if the bugs found moving me about a thing of amusement  Wouldn't that be something? I wonder how long it took,  I wish I'd be allowed to glimpse at everything after...