Today I Am Mourning For What's Yet To Come, Deep In The Afterparty Of Death
today I am mourning for what's yet to come, deep in the afterparty of death
Black, tarred, the walls eat everything up
grim appetite for the full dark night
-s's.
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Freedom to walk around and watch you look
So I take my mind off of something as blue
When the day crept on me weakly
And time was my worst enemy
You’d walk around the world
wherever you were,
unpredictably
-s's.
I don’t think I know
anything at all
I think I have a fireball heart
-s’s.
there's a slope that i'd die on, after i fell hard,
voice of honey silk that wraps you in
I tried to get up, I couldn't have stopped,
but now I'm stranger than I ever was
it’s all so heavy in ways I don’t see coming
I’m part of a crack; an idea that you lack
and I’ve bought myself down into mystery
Inviting in dreams I’ll have to look over
Bringing them in
—again and again
but it’s nothing like what’s coming
nothing is like this cruel ending
-s’s.
And it’s how it is So I swim forgotten waters to hide,
drown and decide Dive down, deep down. Like I used to do
-s's.
I set my eyes forward, still
and pray
I sit alone, watch the streetlights decay
now my room is frozen black
Distant whistles of the train
I’m amused by hypothetical pain
I sit here and think of what I would say
I set my eyes on the wall
and pray
-s’s.
day, be my night,
letting me see nothing else,
except for the moon's empire
created out of star death
-s's.
when you're about to say something to me, I know while you're mustering up all of your words, I know Before you lean in to tell me a secret, you glow I can tell when you want to be by my side, you glisten each time, I know
-s's.
my songs are going to come true
and one by one, each one of you, too,
Try to relinquish my thoughts, but what would that do?
a songstress with something on her mind,
and nothing to fall on top of behind,
trying to patch things that never were, or never was
doesn't matter if it never takes off
because all of this will always be enough.
spent time walking
watching
memories drive by
What runs once used to be slow
the bad things used to feel good
i sit in wonder
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