Spore

Your design was as sudden and pure as blooms of spring, unfaltering Though our ending is as certain as the fall of leaves I heard summers are getting longer I should have known these venetian sceneries would stay with me, never leave me But how in the world could I treasure this life sentence when death is but an open door I failed, I went astray I never meant to hurt you How could I fail to see the beauty in all you wanted us to be My selfish quest for security is leading me nowhere Salvaging my own integrity, my own impermanence To hell with chemistry, I'll leave it all to chance Barring up sensitivity Putting up with the levity Can't you hear the words I can never seem to speak out loud Gasoline slowly filling my lungs as I wave to the crowd I was everything, everything you had dreamed of everything that you needed I've abandoned you, abandoned what I had, abandoned what I was We're smart enough to read between the lines And lost enough to believe what we find And why would we find our way When death is an open door? As I get to realize We can achieve harmony, symbiosis Every breath you take is new ground to start all over again, the five of us Freight by the winds like spores stuck in a storm Only time will tell where we're headed We may tremble on the way there but we're carried by the same air So we will be together anywhere My selfish quest for security is coming to an end, I will transcend Salvaging our integrity, our future permanence, unbalanced To hell with chemistry, I'll leave it all to chance I'll see no casualty, from chaos I commence To hell with logic, to hell with empathy I'll sit back and laugh Sit back and laugh Blossoming under sun and rain All the worry now seems vain Though I'll always feel ashamed I'm just waiting for the end Let's drink to the breaking of our dams Soon all of our threnodies will be drowned out by the sounds of the sea Soon venetian sceneries will be all that we see Soon all of our threnodies will be flushed out by the sea Blossoming under sun and rain All the worry now seems vain Though I'll always feel ashamed I'm just waiting for the end I'll be guided by the shape of your dreams By the sound of your words Of your voice