They
say
love
used
to
wear
a
golden
dress
in
Now
she
walks
the
alleys
after
midnight
Tracing
her
name
on
broken
This
is
her
confession…
Blakk
Who
is
your
love
when
the
midnight
falls?
A
shadow
that
Is
it
true
love
or
a
candle's
flame—
One
breath
of
wind
and
it
burns
with
shame?
Love
was
supposed
to
be
a
morning
song
A
rhythm
where
two
But
now
we're
tangled,
lost,
and
blind
Strangers
wearing
"forever"
in
their
eyes
We
cut
through
the
thorns
but
we
lose
is
weeping,
the
moon
is
low
Where
did
the
rejoicing
Where
I
saw
a
boy
with
a
box
of
lies
Selling
forever
at
midnight
prices
I
saw
a
girl
with
a
hollow
chest
Counting
the
scars
she
calls
"blessed"
We
traded
the
garden
for
a
concrete
war
Locked
the
sweet
ache
behind
Now
every
kiss
is
a
question
mark
And
every
promise
forgets
the
dark
We
cut
through
the
thorns
but
we
lose
is
weeping,
the
moon
is
Where
did
the
rejoicing
go?
Bridge
But
deep
in
the
weeping,
I
still
hear
A
hum
from
a
window,
a
crack
in
the
true
love
isn't
prize
or
chain
But
two
hands
Who
is
your
love?
…Someone
Is
it
true
love?
…Somewhere
still
Let
the
street
I'll
dance
in
the
'Til
rejoicing
finds
Through
the
jungle's
pain.