Oh ♥ is a brittle madness

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And Hansel said to Gretel,
let us drop these breadcrumbs
so that together we find our way home.
Because losing our way would be the most cruel of things

And losing your way on a journey is unfortunate.
But, losing your reason for the journey
is a fate more cruel.

The journey lasted many months.
Sometimes I travelled alone,
Sometimes, there were others-
who took the wheel
and took my heart.
But when the destination was reached...
it wasnt me who arrived
it wasnt me at all.

And once you lose yourself, you have two choices:
find the person you used to be,
or lose that person completely.
Because, sometimes, you have to step outside of the person youve been.
And remember the person you were meant to be.
The person you wanted to be.
The person you are.

There are two tragedys in life:-
one is to lose your hearts desire. The other is to gain it.

Things were so much simpler when it was just the two of us.
But its not anymore.

But you know what? Tragedies happen.
What're you gonna do? Give up? Quit? No.

I realize now that when your heart breaks, you gotta fight like hell to make sure you're still alive.
Coz you are, and that pain you feel... it's life!

The confusion and fear... that's there to remind you that somewhere out there is something better.
And that something is worth fighting for.

Yeah, losing your heart's desire's tragic.
But gaining your heart's desire...
It's all that you can hope for.
This year, I wished for love.
To immerse myself in someone else and wake a heart long afraid to feel.
And if having that is tragic.
Then give me tragedy.
Because I wouldn't give it back for the world.

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On love, In sadness.

^{Sing about that

Oh love it's a brittle madness,

I sing about it in all my sadness

It's not falsified to say

that I found god so inevitably well,

It still exists pale and fine.

I can't dismiss

And I won't resist

and if I die well at least I tried

And we just lay awake in lust

And rust in the rain

And pour over everything we say we trust

It happened again,

I listened in thru hallways and thin doors

Where the rivers unwind,

rust and in the rain endure.

The rust and the rain are sins

And I'm in like Flynn again

So go on place your order now

Cause some other time is right around the clock

You can stand in line.

It finally begins just around the clock

You can have your pick if your stomach is sick

Whether you eat or not

And there is just one thing that I almost forgot

And we just lay awake in lust

And rust in the rain

And pour over everything we say we trust

It happened again,

I listened in thru hallways and thin doors

Where the rivers unwind,

rust and in the rain so easy

These are the comforts that be

You see well I'm feeling lucky oh well,

Maybe that's just me

You should be proud of me

Oh hell if you could only see

That we're gonna grow on up to be,

Ah yes

We are thick as thieves

Oh love it's a brittle madness,

I sing about it in all my sadness

It's not falsified to say that I found god

Inevitably, well it still exists pale and fine

I can't dismiss

And I won't resist

And if I die well at least I tried

And we just lay awake in lust

And rust in the rain

And pour over everything we say we trust

It happened again,

I listened in thru hallways and thin doors

Where the rivers unwind

And the rust and the rain endure

(the rust and the rain endure. I'm sure.)

I am insofar to know the measure of love isn't loss

Love will never ever be insofar

To know the measure of love isn't loss

Love will never ever be lost on me.

Love will never ever be lost on me.}