the chosen one


torn up like empty sheets
of paper, i flutter to the floor
among the treasons i’ve abided
in the wake of closing doors
the trauma burns
so bright and true...

yeah there you go again
the girl with the eyes
you blinked and wonderment
cursed me
the beauty i desire
the urgency i need

sudden as the moment
worthless while the sky around us
crumbles thru this great abyss
the blast of wind between our sins
aching for a kiss

maybe i need you
just to say
i had it coming to me
i’d given up
the best things in life
for what i didn’t need
held it with the hands
of a dying god
yeah he only loves you
when you give your soul

so maybe i need you
to say
‘stop pretending
that you’re dumb
i know you have a gift
you’re the chosen one
by all your dreams
make it so you’d seem
that much more real
that much more beautiful
take it from my heart
i know this truth to be
the greatest thing about you
and it makes me fall
that much farther
in love with the very chosen one
of us all’




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