It used to be, the heart effected my bones
and I would listen so intently to the magic spoken
From the black and white movies
Oh how i soaked up the fiction of your fiasco
Blinded to fractures through the web of you
i was offered hallucination and i accepted in my naivety
A fortune told from my stone lips
i stood at your edge, lost my balance
You burnt me
and i begged you to stop your thawing of me
such out of control persistence,
the collisions were excused with your velvet and silky persuasion
There is nothing left but gossip
I choose my cliffs carefully these days
and avoid faked enthusiasm or the sweet aroma of a lie
