Time to do the Laundry

Echoes

I can wax lyrical about my love
Till the sun comes up from the very earth
But can you
Oh can you

But you are the one who holds her hand
smells her hair and kiss her there
And me the fool
What can I do

Injustice is the commentary
Cut my life support and sorry
It would be better if you never see me alive again

Love her more than time can tell
Separates my only well of personage and glory
Hold my hand, we shan't say sorry

Reaper of fate is unto us. We kill
before we have lost. Boomerang of time
in your hands, throw it now. Go on, throw it now.

Running out of time on space, every moment splits the atom of us
into a million worthless shards that echoes in our minds

Injustice is the commentary
Cut my life support and sorry
It would be better if you never see me alive again

Love her more than time can tell
Separates my only well of personage and glory
Hold my hand, we shan't say sorry

I can wax lyrical about my love
Till the sun comes up from the very earth
But can you
Me the fool