infinite auroras
brushing fingers across the stars
the tide brings something beautiful
but it leaves behind a scar
a shadow of the moon,
bright in midnight cold
you leave behind your innocence
and watch your life unfold

semi-concious thunderstorms,
irredescent eyes
damned to watch the all time spin out
through truth and tears and lies
broken strings, broken control
your puppet song is gone
you wait to watch the clock strike twelve,
done with day and dawn