Just something to tell you a thing about thing I call a chance at taking chances |
And in the new day, there is a new world to let go of the fray, and in the state of play, it is the time of decay Maybe he just wanted to break free from being so free from what he couldnt see Every moment without the thought of what cannot be Every morning so ignorant to the sound of a heartbeat That walked on the same ground as his own two feet And maybe at that moment he never sweat beneath sheets All his feats and attributes slightly in a sense of neat He didnt care, scorned himself but never screamed into a mirror the sheer thought of his hand with something to share Ignorance was bliss and maybe he had no fear Maybe she just wanted to break free from being in the same routine Every time she could, she saw what had never seen Been in cirlces of the past and just wanted to try one last time to come clean And maybe she had the thought it was a little obscene, of the scene that she was randomly progressing took another dive and tried to strive and stop her stressing From the repessed hopes and longing of confessing ANd she probably saw somethig, in the corner of her eye, couldnt deny And let her words fly, and opened her heart, with just one simple spark and let loose her worries in a skybound arch But in the chaos of finding control, there was a piece of peace missing inside of the soul Maybe he thought it was going somehwere Maybe she thought there was someone with care when pieced together wiped clear was their fear Seared closed the frustration when they got near Maybe, but maybe, it was all just a poison and in the silence there was a dormant noise in the depths of their minds, and apart their were so many finds of what could not be, and how much longer the spree they would leach until the real world would preach and MAYBE, maybe they grew to intertwined, and infected the branches of there own mind and when darkness fell between them, maybe there was no light, and she saw her world in a mess at himself he saw his own fright and perhaps she had to confess and he knew to well that there was an antidote to a mutual spell and he felt like hell maybe she too but in a world of choices they knew what to do let loose the grip and turned away before the pain would renew |