Good is good

Bad is bad

Until good’s no good and bad’s the best you ever had

So much preciousness

But who can see

When our eyes only touch the surface and who we are is buried underneath

Was there ever a chance to say

Or do the phantoms hold sway

When it takes more not to care

But is it of love that we’re scared

Pretty words

Kindly thoughts

Plastic flowers bloom while the soil dries and rots

What it all meant

Only time can tell

Until then, oh well

Until then, farewell

Do I ever cross your mind

Or are we forever misaligned

Was there ever a chance to say

Or do the phantoms hold sway

When it takes more not to care

But is it of love that we’re scared