too many years in the wind disappeared and you cant go back but you rescued your heart from the cinders and wreckage of one bloody final crash oh you knew there was something a bright little beacon a kink in the dark now you walk with intention a smile and a sword in your arms trust your eyes they will follow the light its a new tragic story trust your heart it will swallow the dark its a mecca of heartache and doom you cant trust the news the dark midnight runway s as still as the lake of your younger years when the sunshine was brighter the laughing was lighter you never gave in to your fear oh you could call it a waste a disaster a chase for the ghost of love but you spat out the skin and the seeds and the dirt on your tongue