Memory is a jealous lover
You can never relish in your present
For you are constantly brought back to the past
How do you slay the dragon of time?
You were left on a doorstep
But they forgot to ring the bell
All you desired was a friendly shake
Instead they served you tea and sympathy
You cannot see that you are breaking
Because all the parts are hidden
Sometimes you have to trust in others
To repair the damage unseen
You tried to flee the scene of the crime
Virtue kept you detained
She knew it was just a passing fancy
There was little to be done
You chase rabbits at night
To wake up cold and sore in the morn
Swallowing the doctrine of the serpent and the staff
You march along and follow their orders
When you jump off that ledge tonight
How deep will the water be?
How far will you need to propel
Until the rocks kiss your lips?