Upon a new year
Aloft with expectations of a new day
Guitars whispering behind each step
But all is quiet
White noise beneath the bay

Nothing has changed
A new year, a new day
Still with you
A figment shared in our heads

Underneath the sky
The ocean asks me why
I do not know, my arms feel weak
The radio says nothing
Your actions speak

Turned into another mural
Across a stray wall
In a city I've never been to
Another victim
Summer into Fall
All for nothing
Nothing at all

Our lives are intricate and fleeting
Spent on that which will come
That which already has
Always in the back of one's own mind

Never in the moment
Unable to treasure while beside you
Until the ride has ended
Deposited at a tree that bears no fruit

As a sail in the sky
With wakes of dreams left in your place
I wish I could wake up in a world
Where our trails in the sky did not end
But simply began again

Out of the ocean
Waiting beneath the weeds
Looking to the sun late at night
Absence deepening inside of me
Who knew someone could make a person feel this way?
Unfortunately

Go, out of the fire beneath the sea
A burial without me
Wondering why and how
But never when

Head, subtropical
Chills which multiply at each utterance of the name
A treehouse made from memory
In the park beneath a thousand leagues of everything
Buried, close to me
Dig me up
Deep beneath the sea

Left out on the tracks
Awaiting the waves to overtake the sunrise
All these trails I followed to us
Continued too far
Love becomes dangerous

Snow please numb this pain
Dirt suffocate my name
Waves cleanse and drain
Each breath a torturous electricity
Love so dangerous
Heart open to the touch

Sea, lift me up
Or drag me down
Not a soul to care
Not a hand to trust

I want so much
But I cannot touch
Arms have frozen with rust
Becoming a stranger

It means nothing at all
Order and symmetry
Effort and emotion
The way in which you tell someone you love them
None of it matters, all just a laugh

Strangers have power lovers do not
Able to infiltrate and change the brain
A look, a word, a murmuring from the insane
Each joke a life in waves

I was all for trying to feel
But if I cannot then who will
If you were me and I were you
Would I equate 1 with 2
Or sell my name,
Becoming a piece in this ****** up game

I don't believe
I cannot see
The colour of the wind
The taste of your melted will
Guitars can wail and we can all sing
But nothing means a ******* thing

See this world?
The shape and fury?
Nothing but a strange hello generated fast
Never making sense, never stopping to ask

I was all for being in love
All for trying to feel
But it was I that looked out on the lake
That would become your home
All for loving
All for that which could be
But what is mine
Isn't real
Just as the emotions that I feel

A winding weaving place
You've been to before
Early mornings
Your heart sweet and yearning
Dreaming of the place I'd be

The sky a hue so dark
Passion displaced and hardened into granite
The stone pitch of lilies you have turned
Though fate would be a machine
Love blinded by its march
A show you thought must go on

You flee dreams
Trying to feel none
of mistake or repercussion
Though they follow at your feet
Eager to make aware

These scars deep in this chest
****** open with love
A gap to fill the rest
No dreams only memory
The flavour of salt and charcoal heavy

Passion amidst heated misdirection
Phone calls unbeknownst to the caller
Twisted and violet
Drunk those weep
Wishes whispered
Upon a bottle of pills

We flee the morning
For the night is cruel
Hazel irises searching
Deepening with each truth unveiled
Quell the theories in your head
Naught but a ghost laying beside you in bed

I would not say a word at all
Letting myself slide
Don't you love that will?
A hidden wall that obscures pain
To wake up with you in my embrace
Just to be

But little pieces fall
Chunks break at the wall
Neglected my call
And pieces fall away
Just as she did on that August day

Oh, adventures we had
These arms around her
Are what I wanted us to feel
But she was so beautiful
Emotionally full
Waking up each day in my heart
Still wonder about second chances

Completion understated
And I am scared to go home
Without her love and dreams
So much for the spotlight
Not shared, but split
For some reason somewhere
Holes in our stratosphere