Monday, 13 May 2013

Walk on the water


This is the way it is
This is how it has always been
Not to be heard; to be left unspoken
And never to be seen
Swept under the rising tide of
A paradise lost within your mind

                Come
                Come on
                Walk on the water with me
                You know you want to
                You get that high feeling
                Come walk on the water with me

This is how it was
How it will always be
There’s nothing left
Nothing for you; nothing for me
Stranded; here we are,
Vagrants, scruffy beggars scratching, scratching with fingernails
Worn and bored

                Come
                Come on
                Walk on the water with me
                You know you want to
                You get that high feeling
                Come walk on the water with me

Press me to your lips and know that I am yours
More than you need, more than you deserve
A momentary lapse of reason, sure that’s what you need
Can you cure my heart from this terminal disease?

                                                And now and now and now you can’t stop
                                                A little is a little is a lot more
                                                And slowly, slowly you sink, plunge, drop
                                                While I laugh and I laugh and I laugh…

Tumble into the wretched display of dank and wet
Foot falls in the alleyway, thunder in the sky
There you lie, something once human with heart and brain
A broken little thing just wanting to fix the pain

                Come
                Come on
                Walk on the water with me
                You know you want to
                You get that high feeling
                Come walk on the water with me

This is the way it is
This is how it has always been
Not to be heard; to be left unspoken
And never to be seen
Swept under the rising tide of
A paradise lost within your mind.

Lost for the rest of time.