empty chairs and empty tables

lines on my face
that your hands drew
before you left to find the happiness
that i couldn't sing

and they said
they said again and again
that darkness will conquer
and the words will kill everything

and the story has a different ending
and we dont share anything
dirty seeds
be happy and please dont cough

words run off my mouth
into alleyways that are long deserted
no minds wander here
pick up your emptied mind and walk on

and the writing is sloping down
and we dont see anything
anything thats good
go away

words and words and words
lighting up random spaces
that lie waiting to slip through
your soul and tear you apart

sister morphine, let me out of here
in the land of emptiness
to drown
drown myself in little bottles of freedom

stars are cleared from home
the sky is created
little kids like to play
with yellow green eyes

everything is banging
clanging, strumming, cryin ta ra ra ra
until i'm high on your low
leave me

jarred memories
broken colours
carry visions of life
end

i was gonna pull over for a stop
but gambled with the moonlight
slashing across bare daylight
good luck, i'm scared

high above
and i jumped
from there
again

come back now
in white flashlight dreams
on a soft whiskey table
in a last goodnight

repeating
empty spaces
walking through blackness
eyes of clouded moon

and stop me from rising
and giving myself away
dont be my angel
be my world

by Rorschach and Peter Pan