Friday, October 12, 2012

lemarchand's box

Love's my ancient puzzle box, an endless pain with hopes of ecstasy
Light bulbs never talk, they just shine light so we can see
We're an endless dial tone, waiting for a familiar voice to say hello
We're just skin and hollow bone, waiting to grow wings and fly home
If the inclusion of you is my torment, what I foreseen to be the death of me
Why do I let the good times play on loop and make me feel more empty
No one ever said this game was fair, right now I understand your Gods silence
If you have nothing nice to say just walk away and quickly drop those eyelids

I'm waiting on something more than a warning
I'm waiting on something more than a light to flash
Tell me we're safe
I'm done waiting... we're not safe

It's hard to close a door when you only see it as a bridge
The hinges worn from swinging back and forth, mother natures revenge
You make a better window, I make a better floor
You have something worth looking into, I just lie cause I'm bored
My love flickers back and forth, like white noise on a TV screen
A missing Link with missing hearts, in search of an aspiring Hyrule queen
We play adult games like confused kids, toys forgotten under the beds
Endlessly in search of what we've lost, that which we should have left buried and dead

I'm waiting on something more than a warning
I'm waiting on something more than a light to flash
Tell me we're safe
I'm done waiting... we're not safe

I present to you a murder mystery, a game of clue with living pawns
Let's fall deep into our crime, forget which side the lines are drawn
So much attraction to the distraction, a prince in lust with the black swan
Anything to blind the eyes to the red we apply to all we lay our hands upon
But as the sweat breaks, the mirror warps and shows the monsters we've become
A twisted version of our former selves, bleached of happiness and love
All this because of what I can't seem to let be forgotten, memories are just cancerous tumors we feed
It's the act of watering that keeps the pain alive, like a puzzle box that hides the suffering we seek

I'm waiting on something more than a warning
I'm waiting on something more than a light to flash
Tell me we're safe
I'm done waiting... we're not safe

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