all her toil

The stillness and calm are stealing desires The soul isn't being stirred by the perfection Give me an unease or two to deal with the bliss Silence this happiness, give me a thought Take away the paradox, give me a richer day If I continue like this, I may forget...

It's an addiction, this little bit of you A few puffs and a word or two and I'm free Only to hear this emptiness in no time This isn't the way it should be That's what you told me, unsaid, but you did let the feeling stray

No there is no solution None that I know None that they are letting me see Here I lie broken and cluttered With a mist in my eyes They just stare and wonder why I continue to tread alone No one to beg for company They don't understand Maybe they care But it doesn't help Nothing does

I feel like a bit of you When I don't know you Feel like some more When I do