We forget the blame was before we knew
I was as if I knew the end was in sight
and I followed those that knew
though I knew it was too late to sail
that sailing ship that was sinking

and

that sailing sail had set
without much regret, so I was told
but how we romanced and danced, instead
as yet
this sail had not yet
set

and though our harbor was
what most might regret

as rulers
most would forget

that sail that sailed
as sails so went
just so soon to forget

and just as our sailors sin
from vessels, now, from within

without regrets

but,

we danced as if the night
was a day we must expell
just as we exhaled
the night from the day
and then again, the day from the night

but oh,

the roamers run wild as seed

and so he wined
and danced
heaven scent

what was once, then, now, shared
from us, most

He said there wasn't room
to believe in ghosts or phantoms
though this legend is so hard to believe
I for once, sighed, a tale
that's shared for lent
though most can't see
some might say I'm decieved
but by what, I do believe?

but I know I am not so dull
while so full of life
and as I wander through the foothills
my eyes were just as believing
as all those dreams
I most believed in

and then he smiled upon me
as if he knew, I knew the rest

so soon to forget the best
cuz one maiden virgin
could never be as the rest

that his soul could cost more than
all the rest

and turn her heart
as cold as ice

cuz we wined as though we wanted
our online mail could never be the same
and though no soul could tell us so
our souls shared the same

and his turned wine
into kisses, soon faded
into roses, we held inside

but,

we danced as if the night
was a day we must expell
just as we exhaled
the night from the day
and then again, the day from the night

but oh,

the roamers run wild as seed

and so he wined
and danced
heaven sent
what was once, then, now, shared
from us both

without regrets
cuz i love him so

oh heaven knows....


and though that ship had sunk so long before
I tried, and, so how I tried
to sail a sail that won't forget

without what most would regret

cuz flowers bloom
as love unveils!

as roomers
hail it so!

Oh, Reverend

turn the wine
into hail itself!


and let our souls sail themselves!

12/12/2011

Posted on 12/13/2011
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