The Latest Plague

The Latest Plaque

Love songs for the genuinely cunning
Only breathing with the aid of denial
Realize that you condemn yourself--
Can’t help yourself

After all these years
My heart is no longer sore

This is what we live for
To trust and lie and forget
This is what we die for

My words to you--
Unspoken
Fade like the wind
Without a passing glance

This is what we die for

There’s no sympathy for the dead
But your memory,
It haunts me

Memories never die
And scars never heal
We die complete

This is what we die for

Untold stories
Are painted in black and white
Secrets we never tell
Are vibrant colors on the wall

I walk with shadows
And this is what we die for