Theres something subtle that I miss when me and you are kissing
While times aligned and joy is blind, beginnings merge with endings
Like all we've seen, crude and serene, have brought us to this moment
And all we deemed unfit for dream, contacted by atonement
A crescent moon that blooms the tides,
Whose light is rather ancient
Personified inside the mind,
With memories adjacent
Can it capture the end of time? Or draw both strings together?
We knew from past experience there would be storms to weather
Our separation leaves us blind, and dry like angry deserts
A drop of water soon reminds, we're better off together
So clear the water from your eyes, the sobbing and the curses
The lessons kind, and well defined, the swirl in the cursive
I'm unconcerned with serpents, theres no venom more potent
When all the do, and speak, and are, fills up these Arctic oceans
I could go to endless depths, this riverbeds become it
Instead I flick a cigarette, its ashes unbecoming
Of what we really stood for, of what was represented
A minute grants another chance to put it in perspective
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