Whisper to me in my sleep
I can feel those unsaid accusations of red
Bathed in silent dissapproval and rust
Like the watching eyes of the wakened dead

Those walls descend with stones and cracked skies
Adjacent to the wishbone centerfolds
Mock oh-so many of those failed tries
Hidden from all memory, collecting dust

I wish I was that sunlight in the corner
Tangled, climbing the walls like roses galore
I was that naive, innocence once before
And though I long to be again, I can't...no matter how I implore

Cast aside like the sun-sore hands of my Morning Glories
Don't cry in the garden of broken Eden
The snake might bite the hand of a child who worries
And then the poison on your tongue would be worse

You know what I think of whispers...
Because secrets are lies

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I don't think I recognize that smile
I'll close my eyes so I won't have to
Put me to use, destroy this refuse
And I'll sink, unable to swim in your denial

I need something other than these
These fragmented sentient horrors in time
Anything, anything exceot your coffin conspiracies
Lips unrelenting in they sewn design

I can't pull away from these scarlet ropes that bind
It hurts too much to imagine being free
What do you say when you realize the lies made you blind?
The idea of liberty suggests the ability to see