No Shape

starting with the truth,
ending in a prayer
limitations of your love

the harvester will drown
entangled in your viscous gown
a hailstorm from above

having thus by grief subdued
the torment to a milder mood
who did you love today?

those thoughts one can't foresee
have sank into a lifeless sea
being brave could lead the way

for every moonrise holds
the light that links with chains of gold

by curiosity or chance
by every word to understand
wether granted or denied

You have no shape, you only shape around someone else
in an ocean of emotion I would drown in you. 2x

Running fast into the sea
as if there's no one left alive, you see?
in and out of every dive

waves wash their way into the hand
there's nothing more to understand
along the shores of silver sand