Curve

I’m wasting time writing, time that keeps running ahead of me
Like the sunset over the hill, I can’t catch up, and then it attacks me
Dark black swirls, curve the mold of my demented heart
The colour of the deepest void, swallowing hard when you turn up
I saw your picture on a board somewhere along the streets last night
Your stare as coals engulfed by icy blue, dark streaks under your eyes
I heard they burned you to your blackened bones and laughed when you collapsed
Then stomped you to the ground before you ever had the chance to lapse
I remember thinking of my mind in time that bends right back around
and how this moment cured the ills I caught from sleepless lives in town
I thought that this was it, you’ve got to quit now that I have overcome you
But nothing makes any sense, brittle at my expense, it’s all that I have learnt from you
No.e…a.

Tonight, come over here, let’s share a dream
The sky lit up with torches feeds the atmosphere
Another time maybe, to tell the tale
It’s far beyond the lies that live in here
Come on let go and find a place
Lost deep in time, it can’t be retrieved
But just against all the rising odds
Loosen this grip and come with me