Wings on the Decline

I wish for truth to hold sway and wash the murkiness away

For it to reveal all that I fear I couldn't say

I wish for water to submerge all manner of cravenness

I wish to reemerge cleansed, a siren of redress

Why do we insist on hiding fragments of our frailty? 

Why is humanity worshiping the destitute pillars of society?

This damn bitterness, it nags and insists on cradling

Wounds of the past, pride of today

 

I wish I could see you, I wish you would see me

Words, sounds, and maybe songs are not going to reveal me

It's the forever unexpressed that raises its ugly head

And we are stuck at the head

We are...stuck at the head

 

I sit at crossroads, helplessly witnessing sketchy slips

Our loyal ghosts are coalescing, passing each other a snide quip

We are evading the depths, yet we wish to jump in 

Life is simple, no?

*Cause I love you*

Yet the descending gavel insists on passing sentence

Life should be simpler, yes?

*Cause I love you*

Yet I keep missing my cues at a soulful existence 

 

I wish I could see you, I wish you would see me

Words, sounds, and maybe songs are not going to reveal me

It's the forever unexpressed that raises its ugly head

And we are stuck at the head

We are...stuck at the head

 

Why is it exceedingly hard to reach out from our core?

I long to commune, I long to give more, but I fear I can't manage alone

I cry out at fissures and walls clamoring for more

It is cold out here without your voice, in this eerie emptiness

Too many worries and an echo of none of your business

Our goodwill is a tilting galleon heeding the call of obscure demons

 

I wish I could see you, I wish you would see me

Words, sounds and maybe songs are not going to reveal me

It's the forever unexpressed that raises its ugly head

While we are stuck at the head

We are...stuck at the head

 

 

 

I wish to see you

Will you let me in

I wish to see you

I wish to see you

Will you let me in

 

I wish to see you

 

Will you let me in