Closer

Give me the brush,

the paint, the night,

and I'll romance

the stars up in the sky.

Give me the frown,

the pain, the knife,

and I'll surrender to

the sadness in my eyes.

I know, the road is frightening,

just say you'll hold on tight.

We're getting closer and closer

to find our meaning,

a reason to live.

Deep within you

are colors that would break

a thousand words.

Give me your doubt,

your fear, your strain,

and I'll reveal what

words can never say.

In every stroke and

every line

I'll leave a trail of memories

for you to find.

This road is dark and frightening,

we better hold on tight.