Bring A Sad Smile

Bring a sad smile to my face and make Jesus Christ fall from grace. A mutual reminder of sentences spoken between minutes and seconds that pass beneath the floor and the music in our ears. Even now I wonder what it would have been but I've decided not to drive down that road. It could've been another cul-de-sac just waiting for me to crash into.

Bring a sad smile to your face and stop my lies from giving chase. Sad stories lie beneath your complexion and wondering where it could have gone and should have gone. It opens up a labyrinth that makes me wonder where I have been going to. The sphynx and the sarcophagus. The hopeless dreams that lay hidden and exposed in our eyes. Another contemptuous lie that spreads beneath the walls hoping to die.

Bring a sad smile to this face and bring it all back to base. Second quarter, third quarter home. Dreams of leaving still remain but the thoughts grow more distant by the day. Soon enough nobody leaves and the chances of dreams almost find a happy home in a comfortable room of misery. A seemingly endless array of contradictions that make life a sweet enjoyable funfair ride when you're one step closer to hell.

Bring a sad smile since we've got nothing left at all but to be here. Surrounded by smokescreens and baggage, the angles tilt into the mixtures of our minds. The thoughts leave themselves in muddles. The oceans that calm, the disarray inside. The sickness in my stomach. The fear in yours. All complications left astray and all the memories betray. Is there anything left in this world? Just tell me "I love you."