clouds run down your face with the ease of an ocean wave on a warm summer night/

tears hit the floor with the pounding of your father's hammer on the nail that won't budge/

laughter is stalled with the silence of a thousand crickets who lost their pins/

hearts interlaced like the strings on a peg held tight by lyrical harmony/

wishes for hate held back by a dam of blood stained bricks/

eyes closed with the trust of a promise bound by love/

hope lost in a second like a child in a maze piled high with curiosity/

the life of a dream woken by a warning for dawn is in sight/

torture as if that was the only way to see through lies of last minute innocence/

cares washed away like a spill of wine on your mother's white carpet that soon becomes an unforgettable imperfection/

rain falls like the wounded dragon in the tale of heroes and sacrifice/

it starts slowly like falling asleep Christmas night, knowing the surprise to come/

then your eyes start to sting and your feet falter/

is this what it feels like to fall apart/

one seam at a time/

perhaps this is what it feels like to drop from the sky/

the downside to internal combustion/