It scratches and tries to claw its way in 
And there are remnants of him 
In the way it throws its weight around 
And I just avoid the sound 
When I hear it coming 
Am I just succumbing 
To its weighty perforate 
As if a boy could take me on a date 
Just to wed and impregnate 
So we can say that life is great 
While we secretly die inside 
But nothing’s good unless there’s something to hide 
And I know it’s storm and I know it’s sea 
But I’d rather the ocean than less of me 
As it churns the butter of my soul
Crashes against cliffs as the waves roll 
And you may seek to make me carbonated 
A copy of something that is fated 
But somehow I see a scene 
That exists beyond the dream 
And I take the first train outta there 
And I don’t care if you dare 
To try to pull me back 
In the midst of all you lack 
You try to remake another ring 
But it’s not the real fucking thing
And it is burnt in Mordor doom 
So I just get up and leave the room 
And just like that it closes behind me 
As I go some place that hell cannot find me 
And leave a thread of pealing light 
To let others know that it is alright 
To follow the trail 
Of a love that does not fail