Monday, November 5, 2012

Gone Starfishing

This time I'm aiming to speak English
No more waiting for the dawn of your arrival
Getting the words out there at once
I'm banking that I can make you smile

When the time finally comes,
I'll be leaning against the same theater wall
With the majestic lettering of my signature
Will I be there to catch you if you fall?

I'll just take a breathe, inhaling what you have to say
Trying to get away from our ambiguous first date

Who will I have to face?
To take you out to coffee?
Even though it's not your favorite
I know I'll find something in common

Hey there Ms. Take Her or Leaver, what do you say?
Can I have a chance to hang on your words?
Like a star out of orbit, our lips touching sherbet
My heart runs on panic, ain't that romantic?
Ain't that romantic?
Ain't that romantic?

I'll hold you like our conversations
Scraps of sentences drip from my mouth
I'll give you help when you need a hand
And you'll my anchor when I'm in the clouds

I've got nothing more to offer than myself
Lost a chance at a renewed glory
Just a boy falling into Twilight Zones
Where I'm far from one and only


Hey there Ms. Take Her or Leaver, what do you say?
Can I have a chance to hang on your words?

My heart's fueled by your chase, both our fish ran away
Ain't that romantic?
Ain't that romantic?

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