eternal return

In a maze of tangential truths,

a thought exposed continuum

And all these paths,

they bring me back to you;

Romanticize through your memories,

the still-prints of our history,

forgotten are the 'negatives'

of the in between;

And, I am hopeless,

And, I am faithless.

'Cause, I would rather be blind

than shed the denial from my eyes

and wait and watch

until you fade in the periphery;

And, I would rather live a thousand lies

than have to face this truth's demise

and be without you for the rest of my life;

It's through the luxury of history,

that we prison our reality,

Letting a contrition of faith,

define our state;

In a matrimony of moments,

Is born our conception of time,

As you slip from our awareness,

Into the margins of the Single Mind.

And, I am hopeless,

And, I am faithless.

And, I would rather be blind

than shed the denial from my eyes

and wait and watch

until you fade in the periphery;

And, I would rather live a thousand lies

than have to face this truth's demise

and be without you for the rest of my life;

From the patterns between you and me,

let's project a new transparency

Onto the wall

of our possibility;

We could make nil our mistakes

Let forgiveness abstract away

the beauty of intention,

from the quality of what was made;

And I am hopeless,

And I faithless.

And, I would rather be blind

than shed the denial from my eyes

and wait and watch

until you fade in the periphery;

And I would rather live a thousand lies

than have to face this truth's demise

and be without you for the rest of my life;