Beyond The Glass

The Comedy of Loss

Laughing behind our cabin, I can see you, honey, 

With a headset and arms around your body, 

Still laughing, but the knife cut my breath, and the jokes weren't funny. 

I shall not see you from an exile, because I'm here, salt in my eyes, 

I'm looking for an exile, how I can fight for my town? 

I'm still lurking my past the way down. 

I think I've seen this chapter before, somewhere in the summer, 

My signs are unheard, sins and sweets, a bullet on my back. 

But how I hold this bottle now?

I add insult to injury, I'm not your problem anymore, 

Cause I have seen these words and events before, 

Like a heavy blood runs into my core. 

I said it so many times, but I ran to my old mirror, 

I don't dazzle and gleam, I won't get you more. 

I take the battle of a hero, there where I lost and I became a zero.