Confessions Of A Lesser Known Saint

Haste

Down the path of resistance

I find myself stumbling

Through my wants and my failures

Weaker than the thrill

Temptations attack our loyalty

Both the idea and institution

An equation of emotion

Too thick for calculation

But in the solution 1 and 1 are 3



So when you see me pass me by

Crossed my fingers

Wish that you won't notice

Even red letter days still end with night

In sleep we remain hopeful



Pay back to February

And heavy eyelids see plots unfold

To movie endings

Searching a bed room ceiling

Finding subtleties, finding flaws

But never answers

For what you did or what you do!!

I know the past still stings

But deafened ears waste apologies



So when you see me pass me by

Crossed my fingers

Wish that you won't notice

Even red letter days still end

With night and dreams

To wake and find another

So go to sleep

Turn off your ringer

Just close your eyes

Afraid of what is left to find out

Until the daylight drips

In our eyes in sleep

We'll remain hopeful



There is nothing left to say!!!!!



So when you see me pass me by

Crossed my fingers

Wish that you won't notice

Even red letter days still end

With night and dreams

To wake and find another

So go to sleep

Turn off your ringer

Just close your eyes

Afraid of what is left to find out

Until the daylight drips

In our eyes in sleep

We'll remain hopeful