He was a romancer with a heart untold,
a witness to his own love crimes.
The cause of the effect of his own downfall,
Blindly stepping on all the steps.
Away, away, the fuel grows old
but re-ignited, it does flame, when called to attention
with no caged desire just a cliff to jump off of
and into the dark.
And he did take that risk with a boastful feat
and the heaviest heart
weighed down to his knees
but he didn't accept his own tragic myth
that he dared so much
to
conceal.
