Submarines explore the ocean red for centuries at sea
Inner-workings
Analogous to my heart
Something like a conduit of peace
Mother swears the light of god surrounds me
Ironic that my scars reveal her sin
Extended hands reach out from all around me
Yet not one mirrors the touch provided by him
Came to terms with the prognosis
When I realized the curse
All this love that I'm emoting
Giving way until it hurts
Shedding light is half the battle
For it brings him peace within
As his army guards the trenches
Waging for their war to end
Frequent flyer miles 'round your mind
The vagabond wanders through every state
Sat along the bank to pass time
(Oh, how quickly five minutes then converts itself into the hour)
Your regrets flow upstream as I wait
Skipping rocks so that you can feel mine
Pray they wash onto your shores someday
Came to terms with the prognosis
When he realized the curse
Tend to spar with my emotions
And ignore it when it hurts
(I'm bleeding more and still wanting you)
How does one escape the battle
Four long years no sight of end
So, bury my body
Along the frontlines
Medal of honor
Medal of honor
Love
Lust
Love lost