Take Your Eyes Off The Blade

Dear Stranger, separate Are lovers dreams the worst? I write to spare you irony, and send word of a curse Long were the lights out, seal them some way Before the blade deploys itself and chooses who to slay There is still time left in this vacancy An unlived life flows freely in your veins Dear Passion; blessed be Take this to the grave Years empty endlessly to crash here on the waves Long were the lights out, seal them some way Before the blade deploys itself and chooses who to slay There is still time left in this vacancy An unlived life flows freely in your veins Take your pride out of place Takes your nose out of joint Take your eyes off the blade Take the edge off the point Reveal new life Reveal and smile There is still time left in this vacancy An unlived life flows freely in your veins