Dusk Theme of Weeping Willow

A flower crown of forget-me-nots and white roses Pierce into my head - Longinus - eyeball - sewn There is a strange and deep pain in this beauty Like plucking feathers from a swan song You speak like a string of jewels that link from horizon to horizon I will hack up my lungs full of petals and leaves And pull back a chair for you Hoping and praying that softness can stay There isn't a word yet For old friends who've just met I pray that your softness can stay We're going to get back there someday A new cute girl for you Contort my figure and fall in luv with how I ache A new pretty boy for you Cry into my chest - my lungs won't make a sound Stay. Please It's never too early to be too late for us A drowning together, forever Weird on top Wild at heart I'm still wiping the makeup off my face And the blood out of my eyes I'm still drying my cheeks on my sleeve And trying to get my hands warm in my pockets You feel familiar Vaguely familiar Part heaven, part space Or have I found my place Play my heart like a harp Sorry if my strings are to sharp Catch me falling, my phone won't ring Bite my arm so I know I am anything