“Words From The Dead”

I lined your crimpled tresses with a violet corsage
The music started, you paused, as I took your hand to a stylish applause
It’s no gimmick, baby it’s prom, and this may sound gay and cliché
But I love you, no matter what they say, lover we’re here to stay…
So let’s got lost in the music, let it enrapture our selves
Until the feeling is useless, muted, and captured by hell
‘Till death do us part, let this kiss last forever
‘Cause I know from the never, it’ll be better than ever
Just try not to remember, the unfortunate cause of a lie
People getting married ‘cause they carry a fetus inside
So let our stars shine bright, have them illuminate the path left to walk
‘Cause we can talk all we want but we can still trip on a rock
And baby I’ll be there, to help you rise up and nurture
But then hurt, because we all want more from our work in times like these
So let’s plant a seed, we won’t be broken by greed – we’ll be calm and resolve
‘Till the curtains fall and close, I’ll hold you close and know we’ve evolved
But we’re not better than all, only more advanced than some
I just want what you want, and it’s what’s best for our son
So babe we gotta realize we’ve won, if we’re one in the same
But if you’re hurting me, you’re hurting yourself; just let me explain
I love you to death, like a treble clef reminiscent of classics
So when we fight it’s like taking music and removing fanatics
I just don’t want it happen…
It’s like yelling, “I hate you, die!”
And then I die with the beat in my head…
And I wouldn’t get it out; love songs would be words from the dead.