onetothree and come with me
to sail across the darkened seas
lose the light, give up the fight,
and you won't make it through the night.
Fear (of dreams) is what it seems
that keeps you climbing rafter beams
pull your eyelids open wide
reveal your heartache to the skies
acid ran will bring you pain
to halt your stride and cut your mane
so now you look too wild, insane,
too dirty to be called a king!
but still you hear your siren sing
She calls you back-although you lack
what it will take to make it back
too much to bear? she doesn't care:
instead, she'll come to meet you there
and haul you up with braided hair.
savior girl will lightly twirl;
see how soft she holds the world?
hers to keep, and fortunes reap
and look upon you in your sleep,
praying, softly, "look at me,"
for yours is all she wants to be.