Thank You
Kyle Soto / Seahaven
This is for you, the one that's here
A circle resolves, sorrow follows, a crescent appears
This was not the arrangement made
What can you do when mother nature steals the lead?
The strangest part is what's gained from loss
And to lose what's lost
And to gain what's not
But you took me in with open arms
Because only time and love move this world along
You woke up in the prime of night
Neurological poltergeist was the culprit
Too strong to alight
Then he spoke to you of me
Said, "Shapeshift my love, don't let him go, try to explain"
She will drink and speak of it
Curse artificial confidence
But it is drenched with innocence
Beautiful blinding reflections