Come and lay beside me (not too close),
In this broken net of dreams,
It’s easy to get caught up;
In the net, in the moment, in the act.
That’s too close, love.
***
You’re an outline on the floor (silver lining massacre)
I’d do anything to trust you, I do trust, I do, I do. I think
I can’t trust myself
Three in five are deceitful (three adulterous, two faithful)
Or naive, which is you, which is me…
***
She asked for a kiss, you gave her an acorn
Better off, it saved her life and his
You should go to that land far far away, you two both
Lovers in public, no secrets, no cheats, but she’ll call bullshit. I bet
***
She never finds a thing when she’s searching
And when she isn’t searching you find her. She’s been found by another,
She’s torn between old and new
And who will love her, same thoughts, same feelings, same page.
***
It started just innocent, your eyes, your smile,
Now we’re touching elbows and your hand brushes mine
Do you know what you’re doing, do you know how I feel
Rhetorical. Don’t answer that, ignore what is real.
***
You asked for a kiss, I gave you the past
Worse off, I suppose, you’re guilty
Of temptation, of loving, of lusting
Of offering another world, to me.
***
She wasn’t looking for a way out, but greener grass
Bluer eyes. How is she to know, between one
Or the other? You should take her away to that land.
Give an alternative route
***
We’ll see.
