I might subvert and leave you rambling, as I'm bolting towards the door
Your style of topic causes much revile
Your explanation of what happened doesn't do it anymore
I know you are just delving in denial
Washed by torrent rushes of the waves upon the sand
The whistle of the wind within my ears
The howling of the voices I am forced to understand
Separates my conscience from my peers
Lead me away from everyone and everything I've said
Tearing out the meaning when I'm done
Rips away this paradise and leaves me in my head
Finishing that which I'd begun
Though it never seems complete, it is still over at the end
Lost in time, with feelings of the past
I know how it appears means the outcome will depend
Upon the strong emotions that won't last
But they put me into quiet where it's likely not to find
Anywhere to place the final tear
I hope that all my searching does not carry any kind
Of pleasure that is soon to disappear