Nothing

Sometimes I'd hear a melody

A sound of what could be

And I now place myself down at your feet to suit your every whim

Oh the best part is that if I could go back and tell those lies

I'd do it all again, and again, and again, and again

It was not strength, it was not love

It was not passion, it's a drug

To feel a cavity of you, me, every mortal on this earth

Was I too weak? Was I too strong?

Was I the paradox of song?

Appearing headstrong publicly

Released in my soul in prophecy

I was not the first to live this life

I was not the first to hide my light

We're talking thousands of years

Of hidden dreams, and hidden rights

You gave your all, it wasn't enough

I gave my all, it wasn't enough

And now we're nothing

I am nothing at all

I am nothing, nothing at all

Nothing, nothing at all

I am but light, no aqua

I have no pretence, little faith

Nothing, nothing at all

Nothing, nothing at all

And from the sweetest candle nothing comes of everything we are

I hear an aching in the dark

I hear a memory of the box that I let you put me into

'Til I suffocate with the weight of my own dream

It was not right, it was not fair

You made it your business not to care

I do not think that you remember or indeed you ever will

I spare you to be weak

Commit the kind of crimes you seek

Seek the kind of crimes you do to prove the strength we could not give to you

Even our mothers of the school

Teaching us to hide our truth

To give up everything, yes everything for little in return

To feel the power of my whim

To shame the body that I'm in

To feel the vision of a life where I am equal to him

It's like the mode of a thousand years

Thickened every tear now

I released it, cleansed my vision

Shake off everything

I am nothing, nothing at all

Nothing, nothing at all

I am but light, no aqua

I have no pretense, little faith

Nothing, nothing at all

Nothing, nothing at all

And from the sweetest candle nothing comes of everything we are

You will write on this you note

To find your bliss is to find your flow

I saw this from outside

The permission to be alright

How could it ever come from you

Just as frightened as me too

This is a partnership with chic

To create a merger as us as two

And forced us desperately apart

To mend these sick and ugly hearts

And flood the daylight in

The clarity that surfaces as art

There are two chords there is a word

There is the power to be hood

There is the joy that is a choice

The privilege to wear my heart

I am nothing, nothing at all

Nothing, nothing at all

I am but light, no aqua

I have no pretense, little faith

Nothing, nothing at all

Nothing, nothing at all

And from the sweetest candle nothing comes of everything we are