Sink

I’m getting lost again
in that feeling in your gut
when your pain and gain seem the same.
I’m getting too caught up
in this mess of a game in your head
the look in your eyes makes me insane

If I had a chance to revisit the past, I’d take it all
I’d live it just the same, but with a little more concern
for the truth in voice.
You’re far too confused to let me in
and if my words are not enough
I’m not sure my heart is.

Feeling far too blue to keep this summer mood.
When did love and pain meet on the same side of the moon?
Don’t you think I’m far too caught up to try and change?
When your words ring in my ears more than the bass overtones
and your look digs deeper than the scalpel that I’ll hold.

I’m lost in my absence of words. Things will never be the same, maybe I’m to blame, but we’re falling to the same game. Take these things a day at a time, except of course when your time is running out and is flying by. If you thought it once, think again. The words will create the image for you inside your head. I’m lost and found again. Take my heart and it’ll do the same. You’re the engine in my train. The stars spell out your name. Blue pill, red pill- it’s all the same. Take one to live in bliss, the other will put you with the truth and its pain.

Forevermore in the lost case of my brain. My heart and my head will never agree, maybe I’m just not sane? I’ve got a colossal wound the size of your head. It’s right in my heart, in my central mainframe. I’m haywire, gone loose. Hung my love on your heart’s noose. Your wide eyes will be the pond of my dreams, the loss of my words, the pain in my sleep. I’ll sink and swim. Sink and swim. Sink and swim. Underwater love, that’s what it is.