This city
buried in the sea
Is all
that’s left of you and me.
All the treasure, all the pain
Were buried deep in pounding rain.
I shook my fist at God above
For taking it, my place of love.
But
some things, I guess, are for the best.
This
immortal city had to rest.
Too
tired to sleep, so wide awake;
For
centuries sitting about to break.
Perhaps the houses weighed it down
And only
ghosts were left to drown.
But
still the place was magic then
The greatest world of
joy and sin.
To
you, to me, and to our life
She was like a faithful wife.
Too
bad your faith was not as strong
And
this love of ours couldn’t last as long
Before into the roaring sea it crashed
The
waves upon the earth it lashed.
You
could’ve gone, I could’ve stayed
And
with the spirits I could’ve played.
Without regrets, without remorse,
Instead I failed to see the force.
And
like a fool I followed you;
So
pissed, so scared of all you do.
While we cursed and
fought and told our lies
Those
who stayed called out their cries.
Now both
our love and that precious world
Has cost me more than I could
afford.
To lose
you both has brought me here
And as
the water comes I have no fear.
I’ll go and be with what I am,
The happy sacrificial lamb.
Don’t
weep for me when you get word
The
very act just seems absurd.
Just
know that I’m content and bright
Drinking and laughing in the night.
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