Baroque Thoughts

Love*
Hate
Oh what a fine line we walk
Close
Bloom
When do we learn how to talk?
Hopes and dreams come in twos
So what do we do when one is gone, gone?
How can you stand with the weight of your thoughts
With the weight of your thoughts?
You write with a bitter tongue
Why do you see the worst in it all?
The worst of the people you once loved
Give
Get
I wish I could put this train to bed
Sleep
Rise
Somehow I’m guilty instead of learning to be at peace
No matter what happens with you and me
How can you stand with the weight of your thoughts
With the weight of your thoughts?
You talk with a bitter tongue
Why do you see the worst in it all?
The worst of the people you once loved
Love, love, the bed that we bought
In pieces against the wall
Where we stood before making love
Is this really the end of us now?
I want the best for you you you you me be happy
Why do you keep thinking the way that you think?
The way that you think you poisons the ink
Look at yourself, the beauty within
The beauty beneath everything
The beat of butterfly wings
The beauty, the beauty beneath everything