Lament

My conscience tells me not to want something I can never own
But I push away that voice inside because my heart feels it is home

My joy and pain run hand in hand
They intertwine along the sand
They both run out to meet the sea
Are both swept up and return to me

It's hard to go on loving you, but so much worse to cease
I'm tired of trying not to feel these feelings running deep

I feel our touch, our melting pool, I feel our pain, our ache, our woe
Our joy, our spark, our fireworks, I fear it's impossible to let go

My joy and pain run hand in hand
They intertwine along the sand
They both run out to meet the sea
Are both swept up and returned to me

I don't know where to go from here I'm lost out on the sea
Without compass, map, or chart, these are uncharted waters for me

Sink or swim, swim or sink, it's not that cut and dried
Emotions play havoc with my soul, My hands and tongue are tied

I should not want what I can't have, my conscience nags and warns
My soul immortal is up for grabs as I weather through life's storms

But I drift on endlessly, not thinking what to do
Basking in the presence of your love, Yet frightened by the view.

My joy and pain flow hand in hand
They intertwine along the sand
I send them out to meet the sea
But they're both swept up and return to me...

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