Remember...when we were young? By the water...we were in love.
Remember...when we were young? By the water...we were in love...
but the fourth of July was a trivial time for us.
Thank the rope we had tied that we were closer than we thought...and I loved it.
And I love you...still.
And I've loved you forever.
God gave you to me and I didn't know what to say.
And I've never felt so strong for anyone in this way.
And I love you...still.
And I've loved you forever.

I'm singing right into you and you know my words ring with truth...
you know I couldn't sing you any other way.
Shimmering eyes, behind my shades of lies.
I'm standing, lost inside you... and my hope seems gravely askew...
but you know I couldn't ever be that brave to let go - of your
shining stones...your marble eyes demand devotion.
In mid flight across a heavy sky I grow to know you.
In mid flight, Van Gogh's starry night, I hold you...my and mine...bride of mine.
I'm told I'm vague and obscure,
that my soul is stained and impure...
but you know I shouldn't even make this motion.
My only plight, it would seem, is being drawn toward you.
but returned, and I'm reunited
and consoled...by the very sight of you.
I'm playing right into you,
and you know my soul rings with truth.
You know I couldn't share it any other way.
Shimmering vibes, across my spine from you.
I'm staring, lost inside you but
my hope seems gravely askew, but
you know I couldn't ever be that brave to look at your:
Shining stones, your marble eyes invoke emotion.
In mid flight across a heavy sky I grow to know you.
In mid flight, Van Gogh's starry night, I hold you...my and mine...bride of mine.
I'm told I'm vague and obscure,
that my mold is strained and impure...
but you know I shouldn't even feed this notion.
My only vice, it would seem, is being drawn toward you.

God damn it, here we go....
The chimes are "waking up" again,
but our Temple's too silent,
and I feel it motivating me to sing that:
"You and I..." no, that's not it...
You and I...that you and I are in history,
because we made each other, for each other...
and you and I are in everything, and we see each other... in each other.
Naming all our Angels, floating in an empty sky -
we are primordial, we are primordial.
Our ethereal eyes can hide designs
that are seldom heard or seen ... by an empty minded soul,
we are primordial...and
nothing's as it seems, and nothing's what you'll find
when you look into me.
Nothing's as it seems, but if you quiet down your mind,
you might just see this.

I used to get lost,
when I strayed out after dark.
I used to lose myself inside it.
I used to be bright....
and I could peer into that night.
I sometimes feel that I should hide this...and you ask me:

How long will I take to write your song?

...and:

How might I shape my life around it?

You showed me one thing that I never had
and it was so wrong of you.
Why hang such a bright shining light in my eyes
when it's too dim to see the truth?
Believe me, when I say I'm changing thanks to you.
Know this, Demon....
Believe me, that when I hold this light and I realize...
that I know you Demon.
I used to get lost in the light of the moon from the docks...
I used to wrap my soul inside it.
I used to be bright...
and I could see right through the night.
I often feel like I should hide this, but you ask me:

How long, will I take to write your song?

...and:

How might I shape my mind throughout it?

You wanted one thing that I didn't have
and it was so hard to do.
You made me feel like it was something I had,
and it was so wrong of you.
Believe me, when I say I'm changing, thanks to you.
You know this Demon.
Believe me, that when I dropped my light and I realized,
that I am my Demon.