Awake at the "Souls Midnight" I seek that I may find
An amicable separation from this state of mind
My sins so unoriginal
they cannot be forgiven
An overwhelming sense of doubt from me all hope has driven.
Ships at night we pass each other by one
Now in dry-dock solitude we reminisce and wait
For "trade-winds" that will guide us
'cross the ocean that divides
Pray that time and tide unite us not one moment too late.
With all my coins cast in your fountain I have wished on falling
Remembered times together when the minutes seemed like 'ours.
The strangest things can happen on the way to
Where the grass is always greener on the other side of life.
Forever held in this dilemma - I see no escape
misery awaits me down whichever path I take
No "prima-donnas" are allowed in this "menage-a-trois"
So will someone please accept us
for the naive fools we are.
Caught between the Devil and the deep blue sea
I'm not waving - I am drowning (someone rescue
Life's tides drag me always deeper down - I'm sinking fast
The question is no longer whether I will die - but how long will I
I scream out to the brooding stormclouds heavy with despair
Yet know they hold no answers - there's no silver hiding
Destiny has turned the key and locked the gates of heaven
But Kismet is the combination to my
Contemplation on my isolation - immolation by my desolation.
I spiral down the cortex vortex - though to live
this live I shan't be forced
I'll break my vow of silence - race towards the holocaust
Absence makes the heart grow fonder (where
the heart lies - there is home)
But I am lost and have no shelter - nothing I can call my own.
This soul consumed by inside
outrage never had a choice
An anger cloaked (choked into silence) seeks an estranged voice
To excommunicate my conscience - reprieve
And summon courage to admit that all good things must end.