Wednesday, July 16, 2014

The Hunt

There's a calm below the surface 
Everything is held together by needles and thread 
I walk amongst a busy crowd 
Yet she's alone and the world is quiet 

I hear them whispering my name 
Which way to go 
I keep moving forward 

I'm not here to convince you 
It's you who should be convincing me 
I'm not chasing the treasure chest 
There's a map 
And an X to the gold I acquire 

It's here for the taking 
If you 
Take it 

So I rest 
And wait 
For your voice 
And your words to bring me home 
To your arms 
And I ask you 
To save me with your smile 

Surprise me 
With your devilish smile and your cape