Broken Hearts and Wounded Souls

Love is a violent recreational sport. Proceed at your own risk.
Helmets, armor, and steel-toe boots are required by law.

– H.C. Paye –

And now, as broken glasses show
A hundred lesser faces, so
My rags of heart can like, wish, and adore,
But after one such love, can love no more.

~ John Donne

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DAUGHTER:  YOUTH

Lyrics:

Shadows settle on the place that you left
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness
Destroy the middle it’s a waste of time
From the perfect start to the finish line

And if you’re still breathing you’re the lucky ones
‘Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
The lovers that went wrong

We are the reckless, we are the wild youth
Chasing visions of our futures
One day we’ll reveal the truth
That one will die before he gets there

And if you’re still bleeding, you’re the lucky ones
‘Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone
We’re setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting pictures from a flood that wrecked our home
It was a flood that wrecked this home
And you caused it

And you caused it

And you caused it

Well I’ve lost it all, I’m just a silhouette
I’m a lifeless face that you’ll soon forget
And my eyes are damp from the words you left
Ringing in in my head when you broke my chest
Ringing in my head when you broke my chest

And if you’re in love then you are the lucky one
‘Cause most of us are bitter over someone
Setting fire to our insides for fun
to distract our hearts from ever missing them
But I’m forever missing him
And you caused it

And you caused it

And you caused it