V1.
Diamonds, what I promise you
Red, the rust that I bleed
Reflected in the diamond's hue
I'll be your every need
V2.
Spades, how I'll rescue you
Blackened with the sweat and tears
Unearth every worry new
I'll save you from your fears
Chorus.
Play me right, deal me out
Shuffle to your heart's content
Scatter every part of me now
Till every card is torn and bent
Just don't lose a single card
Just don't lose a single card
Build me up, hide me away
Leave me in the dust
Crease each one, trick, elude
Till every card is stripped of trust
Just don't lose a single card
Just don't lose a single card
V3.
Clubs, how I'll defend you
Burnt black strength, hardened in fire
Never again, need safety new
I'll guard you with my life
V4.
Heart, all I have to offer you
The sad, harsh reality
Red with life, yet ever true
Ever loved, you'll always be
Studio B
- Mark
- When you need to wake up in the morning, and set the right mood for the day, when you need to escape from the overwhelming everything of life. What do you turn to? How do you describe your core without speaking aloud, without having to talk to someone about it? This is how. Music. Lyrics. Poetry. Do you feel it? Do you? It's here, it's everywhere, locked within you, within the most tone deaf of us. It's begging to be released, become unleashed in a tearing chord, a crying melody, soulful harmony, dying lyric. You feel it yet? It's concealed here, within every word that I write. This is my release. I want you to see it, to feel it with me. This pure expression of every tangible and imaginable emotion known and unknown to man. To me. Welcome to The Window.