Mediocre attention lusting covets, be consoled that nothing will last.
Truth is singular and its versions are mistruths.
Always complaining, Always explaining
A river gushing with all its passion
Action is a common place, right action is not.

I see you since I was nine
You are yours, I am mine
It has been seven long years
My sky is grey and full of tears

A dream stirs my soul
Truth that loved you
Wrecks my heart
Numb is all I am
Thank you.

Around the globe, Somewhere too deep
Hope shackles hapiness
The lion runs to run again

I wander far and out, searching for the fix.
Sipping their remedy, lost and loved.
I found myself at the bottom of bottle.
Some hanging by the noose and I wander and wonder.
None of it matters, if your questions aren't answered.

Too many slaves in this world
Seeking truth in sacrifices
Tearing souls to pieces
No truth in love
All truth in solitude
Sad screaming scenery
A sign of victory

Attraction isn't choice, but love is and it is for everyone.