columbus would be...

a line drawn in sand
is so quickly erased
by the earthquake passing
through this charade

and my body lies open
waits for the sun
carried asunder
with what i've become

So she's like a disease that cleans through my bones
wiped away all the stains i wish i'd disowned
but my conscience rests on this otherwise rift
torn through my defences, none left within

and i won't leave her anymore
and i'll stop the letters that pour out of mine
and i'll give up this foolish serenade
and i won't leave her anymore
no i promise i wont leave you

and a teardrop has fallen
through my disgrace
shattering starlight
all over her face

She makes me lie down
and she makes me so still
to feed off the waters
and puzzle my sin

So she's like a disease that cleans through my bones
wiped away all the stains i wish i'd disowned
but my conscience rests on this otherwise rift
torn through my defences, none left within

and i won't leave her anymore
and i'll stop the rose petals falling within
and i'll part ways with a silly face
and i won't leave her anymore
no i promise i wont leave you

and i won't leave her anymore
and i'll stop the tears i've been uttering since
and i'll give up my fallen grace
and i won't leave her anymore
no i promise i wont leave you


(C) Copyright 2008 Jeremy Martens

( i guess i should start doing this )