The longer I live, the further I stray.
The longer I live, the more that I pray.
Easy to say, impossible to tame.
She insists that she should stay,
Just one more day.
Time is of the essence,
so I spend more in your presence.
The eternal present.
I find it, and then I can’t contain it.
I can’t say it, so I move away from it.
What is one to make of it?
I don’t know. But I want a whole plate of it.
Euphoric it seems, as our hearts rip at the seams.
Either love makes or hearts break, nothing in between.
From our reality to a movie scene.
What would you do for love?
Would you drop everything and run?
From tree to tree I would swing.
Just to hear our melody.
Fall I may, into the mud and the rain.
But what is pain, only for a day?
One must suffer with purpose.
As our minds begin to decay.
A loss of hope is a loss of life.
So plead I must, for one more night.
You may decline, but you can not forbid.
For a life spent alone, is not a life that’s been lived.
Carry on though, through the sea of time.
Time is sure to expire.
And that’s fine.
Time is sure to expire.
Take mine.