| Hey I saw your mouth on, another’s face
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| It told me sweet secrets and reminded me of the taste
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| Of your skin upon my lips
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| But it’s been so long
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| I reach out but you’re not there
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| I try to hang on but you’re not there
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| It’s just a scarecrow of emotion
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| Heartfelt emotion splattered on my floor
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| A blackened bloodied pool to drown in
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| I’m tortured by the lack of you
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| A screaming silence I’m trying to fight
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| Living life alone in a tortured midnight
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| It’s just another turn of the screw
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| Too painfully true
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| As I become filled with you
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| My face and skull burst and bloomed
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| We became the nighttime sky
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| Flooded with millions of years of starlight
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| As I am without your touch
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| My heart falls to my feet
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| And drags over the ground
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| With every step I take
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| It gathers every bit of dirt
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| Every grain of sand
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| Every and that can becomes full of the flesh of my soul
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| This is nothing compared to the absence of you
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| God kissed me on my mouth
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| And blessed me with the tempest of you
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| It’s just another turn of the screw
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| Washing ashore and withdrawing again |
| I’m the sea I’m a starving cripped dog
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| Waiting to draw my last hot dusty breath
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| Without you
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| It’s just another turn of the crew |