The darkness in my hair
brings out the darkness in my eyes
brings out the darkness in your stare
behind your innocent disguise.
What used to be all light and sunny; never.
A funeral pyre that’s forever
We could think on all that’s lost
regardless of the cost
but the point would be moot and fruitless, ever after.
Let it burn, why don’t you?
Live and learn, I’ll hold you
while the spirit dwindles down
to the dust, back to the ground
and the things you thought forever seek to fool you,
a love you thought so fast to once control you.
What’s over now has taken its last bow:
memories in your sleep to enfold you
the darkness you were warned is upon you.