Flights of felicity, chasms of despair.
The pendulum swings.
Passive anger, aggressive joy, a psychotic bliss of my employ.
I see the skull, beneath your skin.
Without you, I'm only me.
All my hopes drift out to sea.
Waves of truth and what might be.
If tides of love return to me.
As bold as I am shy, as dark as I am light.
As bound as I am free, as wrong as I am right.
Drifting up river, upstream from the past.
I see your face it shimmers, but the images doesn't last.
Without you, I'm only me.
All my hopes drift out to sea.
Waves of truth and what might be.
If tides of love return to me.
Still waters breathe, while the sky cries.
The rivers of time are flooding my eyes.
The waves of emotion when oceans collide...
Screaming through silence at your alibies...
Treading the waters of your thin disguise...
...the pendulum swings.
Without you, I'm only me.
All my hopes drift out to sea.
Waves of truth and what might be.
If tides of love return to me.
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