Spark

Doors that open and slam in my face

Bar room brawls , a birthday surprise

Friends act like strangers and put me in my place

Roads that lead to nowhere

Roads that lead to you

Confessions spilling everywhere

Words that never seem to ring true

Letting go is the same as receiving

Losing hope is the same as believing

Going home is the same as leaving

And baring your soul is the same as deceiving

One step forward, two steps back

Words are spoken before we fade to black

Once again I fall off the track

And you disappear in the aftermath

But you cannot break my heart

If I do not hand it to you

And you cannot tear me apart

Like you did when I first met you

Stolen, broken, frozen flower

Still blooming in the eleventh hour

Still going strong without your power

While you rage on in your burning tower

I will not flinch nor cry nor cower

The world around us

Can crumble and fall

The spaces between us

May not even be there at all

The light from the window

The light from your eyes

Casts a shadow afterglow

Like drunken fireflies

But there is no anger

There is no regret

Just a familiar stranger

In a face I used to call a friend

Someday we will meet again

Find a spot to rest our weary heads

So we can dream of all that was left unsaid...