This wasn't the same day, where daylight was brighter than Christmas lights. Your love was lend, and mine was always short sighted. Another day can pass without thoughts of you but do I truly enjoy the passing days? Every conquest we endure in leads us to sticky situations. I know Kafka, you know every musical note there is. Could this be keeping us together? is it like glue on a paper? You seek worldy glory, I yearn for you. If my yearning was a temple, how dare they tell me how to praise? Every note you strum on the guitar, I jot down every thought in my mind. fool them once, you might be the love of my life. fool them twice, you're my moonlight. They wrote every book about false gods and priests but never about our Heaven. Hold me down in this prison and give me hope that someday we'll make it.