Box Lunch At The Y

Mix the firelight

And compliment with

with fluctuating

endless ebbing

of the tide within my chest

on the scene

you hear my words

but cant know what they mean

so listen closely dear

Im here to open up your eyes

Watch the sky

watch anything but

dont look in my eyes

cause I wont last a minute in your

sights and hold

your breath as I hold mine

this body never meant to stand against

perfection of this kind

Tell the truth

pay the price

whether wrong or right

theres no changing of what you feel

and Im not one to fight

futile as these hopes may be

I made a promise I must keep

so cut me open cut me open, cut me

You and I

were meant for so much

greater things but

here is where we lie

and I cannot find the strength to fight tonight

You are

the last thing from what I deserve

electric in your every word

in every breath, in every step

you take your beauty all for granted

you cant youll never see you like I do

Pick up the heart that beats that bleeds for you

I cant find I wont find the trust to

See this through