Within the confines of the human soul...
To lie within my void of a technicolor nothing.
With you.
Because of you.
The thin lines, they tell a story.
Its a journey to find something that I knew I could never have.
The pains and the heartaches of the love that never existed.
The wings that you never flew upon.
These lines...a never ending race to the beginning.
These lines...a race to be the last.
The "Once upon a time" nothing.
Just you and me...a race to beat time in itself.
When nothing else mattered.
And these lines...make me feel something that you could never give me.
And these lines...they helped me realize something you couldn't.
That all in all...through everything...I still have the razors edge and thats all the love I need.
