
The ObviousThe ObviousThe Obvious by ~MarquisAmon
Grind into the end of the night
ashes broken with vows that can not be spoken
alchohol running over the thighs
tomorrow is yesterdays cry
Sitting here taken by everything
no faith left for me to forgive
running down hopes waters drowned in a prayers memory
a rope thrown where we drown in our burning of you and me
Cry of angels that we so wrongly apposed and accused in selfishness
skin to skin, then sin to sin, lost on so many fears
standing out here waiting to hear your voice in shadows long dead
falling down around a cross that we threw into the fire without remorse
Screaming outside the beggining of the day we temped God wit
