Pomona For Empusa Lyrics - Park

Are we still connected or was it just a plot, 

to get yourself off, and hope that I'm not 

listening when it happens. 

(she said) 

I can't begin to say how sorry I am, 

I never meant for this to happen. 

the Sun goes down, the knives come out.. 

I'm on the island you left me on, 

such a sickening strip of sand; 

no lifeboats, no getting off. 

We give up, we give in, we take what we can; 

we're trapped deep without a second chance. 

we give up, we give in, withought blinking; 

Jesus Christ, what was I thinking? 

oh these lungs desperatley filled by someone 

starving and sad, 

because you know your lover, 

won't be back. 

all these words , useless and absurd 

Such a sight of this, 

makes the harbor and the water sick. 

Shall I stay rejected or end up drunk and soft 

Like a bitter old man sunk in his veins 

Trying not to get caught. 

(he says) 

I know you didn't miss the sound that I made; 

it's simple,and sad, and easy to fake. 

the liquids down, the knives come out. 

I'm on the island you left me on, 

such a sickening strip of sand; 

no lifeboats, no getting off. 

We give up, we give in, we take what we can; 

we're trapped deep without a second chance. 

We give up, we give in, withought thinking; 

I'll be there the night you go down. 

oh these lungs desperatley filled by someone 

starving and sad, 

because you know your lover, 

won't be back. 

all these words , useless and absurd 

Such a sight of this, 

makes the harbor and the water sick. 

I understand your reasons, 

for this awkward dance. 

I'd leave me, too, 

if I thought I had the slightest chance. 

I cry aloud to these sheets they grip back tight. 

i fall asleep to the sound of my own life. 

If I drink this bottle fast enough, 

I might get lucky and won't wake up. [x2]