asrya

The Awakening

Since the birth of time
Man had to fall
But if it's at you feet
I'll do it now or not at all

And you are sublime
Like a summer storm
Washing my preconceptions
Against my inner walls

These complications
Make my idols out as fools
I choke to think it girl, but
I love you

You touch my arm
Absent-mindedly
I turn confusion
Into a full time disease

And when we're lit up high
And it all seems free
I feel the tension hold me
I can hardly breathe

These complications
Make my idols out as fools
I choke to think it girl, but
I love you