Threw a line in the dark,
would you catch it if i lit a spark
on the part of your sleep
where you can still hear me?
I am part of the night.
I am cupid and his jealous wives,
as I hold your hand in the dark
tell you we wont part.
If I ever prayed at all,
when i ever pray at all.
It's to wise men i want,
your formula of time -
I want your guiding light
on matters that never should happen.
To anyone who's loved,
and paid a price.
Tell me you'll never leave
cause we never believed in the the truth of forever.
Say it for what its worth,
a meaningless comfort to numb all the hurt.
And we're so defiant,
of the things we cant change.
Yes we're, growing tired
and paying with age.
As we crawl through the madness,
when the night meets the day
and the day meets the night
in some underhanded fight;
as they crash on each other
with the violence of light
and they're spilling their insides
in rivulets of time...
time.
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