I.
Can't help but fall,
despite my tallest wall.
I would rather crawl,
than never love at all.
II.
Broken pieces of glass,
from my heart that crashed.
Picking up pieces of shattered porcelain,
and bleeding and savoring all the pain
III.
We're enjoying every moment,
cause later they'll turn into memories.
So I save up my energy and memoirs,
and have deep eyes that are bit moist.
IV.
Guitar's and Wine,
soft jazz as I dine,
thinking about the time,
that you were still mine
V.
Relax and put on some soles
for comfort on your fragmented soul.
Stand up and get your game face on,
smile and say "Bring it on!"
