Velvet Box

wait, shall we wait till the sands run out? time, time will tell that’s something i’m sure about dreams there are dreams on the screen today gone are the screams they’ve taken them all away truth is the date on the paper today what’s left to learn now fiction is all the rage by the dim light of a candle i see your picture it’s hung on the wall there’s a strange face at the window you’re not the girl you were you keep your heart in a velvet box in a room within a house without a door when i call i will find it locked with a key you threw away forevermore words, only thoughts that your lips have shaped sold to the world a language that i’ve learned to hate no, don’t let this heart beat slow i’ll run to your house i’ll kiss your door