Silhouette

Your eyes, followed me here. <br>Your eyes, seamless and sure. <br>They leave me broken and, in need of a cure. <br><br>Your eyes, followed me here. <br>Your eyes, sifting my soul. <br>They leave me broken hands, those diamonds from the coal. <br><br>They lace me along, <br>Giving synapse of white lines. <br>Then chasing the dawn, <br>Story book syntax. <br><br>Your eyes slit the throat, of all I know. <br>About myself and this life. <br>Silhouette lies. <br><br>And your eyes, speaking in tongues. <br>Vigilant still, filling my lungs. <br>Testing my will. <br>They leave me broken and, bruised and bleeding. <br><br>Your eyes, resting in flame, <br>Leaven me breathless again. <br>Like hydrogen spread on fault lines. <br>Or dead, kissing me with exposure to radon. <br><br>Your eyes slit the throat, of all I know. <br>About myself and this life. <br>Silhouette lies. <br><br>Your eyes, Your eyes. <br>Speaking in tongues. <br>Vigilant still, lead our way. <br>Filling my lungs. <br>Testing my will. <br><br>You slit the throat, of I know. <br>About myself and this life. <br>Silhouette Lies. <br><br>You slit my throat. <br>Because I know, <br>That this life, is a lie. <br>So slit my throat.<br>