When plundering hearts' desires
drown the reasoning mind
through marshland mires
that boat I'll find
...
Just because I tell you that I love you
Doesn't mean that you have to love me too
Even if i'm the first to say these words to you
Don't be compelled to say them too
...
Standing in abyss with two rags to my wrists
No scores settled with empty clenched fists
In this battle between 'the sense' and 'the rage'
The crescent and star and the colourful cage
...
That glaring gaze that turns
the grey to black, water to muck
drops my tray, spills my milk,
roughens the silk
...
She was a high school slinger
Six times winner. She's the
dame of all the books that you'd read
She'd rub against your shoulder
...