music and lyrics
and ill be here by the ocean
just waiting for proof
that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
all my sand castles fall
like the ashes of cigarettes
and every wave drags me to sea
i could stand here for hours
just to ask God the question
"is everyone here make believe?"
with a tear in His voice,
He said, "Son that's the question."
does this deafening silence mean nothing
to no one but me?
when asked if i have ever encountered anything like sandcastles and silhouette dreams,
anything that comes close to perfection
i would answer, you
because the world is such an ugly place,
but you're so beautiful
or just because you're simply perfect in so many ways
i love you most ardently, 9:05 AM.