Suitor - Boole

Blind me on the front line

Of other bloodlines

Dying sunshine rays

Is our goal controlling

Are we folding

Are we holding sway

Progeny loves company

And my tragedy

Is a wondrous theory

The only thing to

Break my fall

Will be the one I saw

When I was small

Save me from the

Pain and fear

And the madness of these

Feigning years

I can see the need behind your eyes

Don’t remain a mystery

Give your hand to me and we can try

I could be your destiny

Language is a cancer

A necromancer

A helpless dancer, yeah

No I’m really not sure

If I’m the life cure

For someone like her, no

Oh how I perceived an aura

A stronger love than any other

I know how it feels to lose and steal

And so do you, so new

And so do you, so new

Save me from insane ennui

And the gods will smile on you and me

I can see the need behind your eyes

I am more than just a suitor

Give your hand to me, and we can try

Destiny is not the loser

Destiny lost.