she was a thief of my time, a thief of my stuff
a thief of my mind. it was tough
to see the truth back then
in the dark days of the bent nights
and trailing lights, driving at 3 in the morn
bailing from death and laughing till dawn
days where my eyes rolled in back of my head
and the only sound i heard was my sun-shined soul bein' fed.
she was there through it all, at the top
on the bottom, inside the walls, in the halls
next to me, behind me.
then she was gone
as quick as a wizard waves his wand
and as quick as it takes a trail to follow behind a swan
gone as quick as it takes the moon to shine
and the stars to align
and the universe didn't
combine all of the right pieces together
to create things like waterfalls and trees
and people and peace for no reason.
but she's becoming more and more of a tease and
a sleaze and the sea of our love has risen
and over flowed, we float outta the brim
we try to survive but we don't know how to swim
our limbs are broken and hearts are numb
i think i'm dumb.
what used to be her and me
turned into a scene of scattered dusty debris
i try to listen to my mentors that sing "let it be"
yet i can't let this venom outta my head ya see
for there was a time where i had energy to believe
and wanted to actually live and even felt free
but it was all taken away, taken by a thief.