I can see the flames from purgatory

How long until the music we made turns to ashes on old footprints?

I plague myself still, stillness is a plague

Foe in fair plays, the end of my conquering ways, for a Goliath has been slain

Nostalgia is a honey wine, but regret, the hangover that follows

I tried to rewrite a story that had already been sold in ink

Here I part the sea, and depart the realm

Here I wake, and find my helm

The first dance, the last night

The sheets are red, the blankets are blue 

Find me in selfishness

Truth bites and dreams lie, you can’t live there forever

The heat of the fire burns like the heart of a star. I’ll see you there.

Give me but only a piece. Where art thou, oh peace?

I can live in regret and penitence no more

In the heat of the fight, I wish we could just erase tonight

I handed you the world…

… and I gave you my hand

Romeo and Juliet

What you see isn’t always what you get

When the clock runs out and time resumes,

What’s left of a love that consumes?

My North Star, my steady candlight

My dawn at the end of night