Cold Intimate

You see me walk

You see me fall

You touch the tears upon my face

I taste your world

I smell you fear

I feel your bitter sweet embrace

Nothing mentioned nothing gained

Your here and then your gone

Yet complications keep me sane

We cold and intimate

I watch the news

I hear your words

I smell the lies beneath your smile

You hesitate you deviate

>from pictures filled with silence

Nothing mentioned nothing gained

Your here and then your gone

A simple world appears insane

We cold and intimate

A search within

We search without

We touch the corners of our minds

We play our lives

Deceive our friends

We taste the fruit of our own lies

Pointless ventures

Endless games

We wonder here at all

Nothing in this world can change

Only cold and intimate