rolled the camera
spilled it from eleven till the thought of heaven
watched as i reminisced, the kiss
the mist, it showed
the water, it failed to subside
said if i knew you died, i might not think twice
i’d pay the price to follow you forever
the deep anguish, it comes and flows
it knows i have places to go
hello, i say as i transcend
the letters i penned
once again, the end it comes and goes
more often than we’d like to know
a hundred lives, a hundred thousand knives
things i’d endure, i’m sure
obscure, but damn
i’ll always leave open the door