Stubborn Thrift

We reject the stubborn thrift with our presence
We speak of charming treasures made of sand

And we know to be the living is lightyears
Removed from the crucifixion of thoughtdreams

So let’s sing the melody spoken by
The desire of the sea, all alone

I drew our twisted hearts together
Tangled in a motion of twilight

Strangled into silence once again
We fall between the pages of a book

In between I will show you my warning flags
To get lost and lost again, to end up free

I will rearrange my dreams if you would ask so
I would destroys them and end up the same