The Angel of Mercy (For All These Many Miles)

I think of it now,
what I was at that time,
I think of your beauty,
with arms held intertwined.
I think of wiping tears,
that never seemed to fall,
I sit in the dark now,
thinking of it all.

Emotion is the dullest knife,
that still to cut so deep,
deep into these wounds bled dry,
and should now be healed by sleep.
Yet as long as I hold memories of you,
they keep opening wide,
spilling their blood,
and reminding me how to cry.

The broken oath,
that I never promised you,
proves that I only told
lies of the utmost truth.
Lonely with the time,
that we spent together,
I still want to know you,
getting wiser in your youth.

Years of blinding darkness,
have only bettered my fore sight,
of dear things pushed so far away,
and of things lost to the night.
Gentle mercy, my sweet and sour angel,
I lost you when I went astray,
I know exactly how and exactly when,
and in exactly which way.

Now my life is empty,
moving up and down,
I am lost, moving without purpose,
trying to make up lost ground.
Now I'm shut out,
outside my Heaven's gate,
because I laid my soul out,
and lost it, to bitter fate.

I ran from the safety,
of the places I knew so well,
I've lost my soul now,
and am running from my hell.
I have to sleep with my eyes open,
so that I won't see you in my dreams,
and to see things that would take me down,
to the place of constant screams.

I know I lost my chance with you,
and I know I've lost my mind,
but I still know I'm lost in you,
and that is what I need to find.
I'm too attached, to basic delusions,
a fairy tale of happy smiles,
it seems I have had you stuck in my head,
for all these many miles...