forget this

© 2004  Celestial Static

listen to the silence

common thoughts turn away

stumble, paper boxes

cardboard feelings often made

suddenly memories make it harder to walk

the candle on the table, it breaks through the dark

Yea, it looks like the end

And it’s making it hard to see

Is it you or is it me… I don’t know

And the clock doesn’t care

How quickly time is missed

Can we forget this?

hush now, lemon custard

thought I had time on my side

shallow, without reason

cover up another lie

when will you say what we know to be true

when will your eyes show what they already knew