We tried to make a transition
But there seemed to be a stolen transmission
A lost feed
Has left us with a vulnerable seed.
Just pass me the mead
And maybe we can make a lead
You may think you're in need,
But you'll make a new creed;
It'll make everything better With the scratch of a letter.
All this on stained yellow parchment
Alone in your apartment
You'll call out "Hello"
But no one is there
It could be a foe
But it may have been another falsescare
You're lost in a lair
Riding a pearl mare
A woman approaches her skin, so fair
Illuminating the path wither her floating hair
You meet her eyes in an absent stare
Only to be greeted with a hollow glare
How could you have thought she could care
You awake with a start from the dreams
Nothing is as it may seem
But you hold your head
As your face turns a bright red
A glance up
A noise luring the corrupt
Silence beckons you
The sea is, now, ever so blue
It rises to meet your fall
Now you body is in the cold of a hall
What is this vision I endure?
Give me the only cure.
For it is what belongs to you
But what everyone uses more than you
It is all I need now
Then I'll leave with a bow
A small gesture of love
Flits through her eyes like a dove
She reaches out
Only to stop
She looks about
Her features move not
She begins to fade
Oh the price you have paid
You spoke, breaking the spell
Pondering now beneath ceilings of oak
Wishing for someone to tell
For when you think you're in bliss
You'll begin to reminisce
And you'll remember all the things that you miss
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