Had the gods intended us to be,
Then there would be no strains.
Had the stars blessed our union,
There would be blood pumping in these veins.
Had it been built to last,
Then the foundations wouldn’t have crumbled
And looking directly into your soul,
I’d have walked into your arms, not stumbled.
Misled, misguided, mishandled.
Its just as it’s always been.
Just another pebble on a lonely beach,
I’ve heard, I’ve felt, I’ve seen.
These old familiar feelings
Come creeping up inside.
And I do what I always do,
I just run away and hide.