Melancholia

If loneliness was our long lost art I just have to ask Where did we all go wrong We were the black keys to every white lie Basking in the glow Of a heaven burning bright And the clouds were ghosts Of forgotten dreams Filling voids in absence of all good things Forgive and forget was the path to regret And we needed to find a better way out Who will we be without enemies Who will we be without The push and pull In love with melancholy Fatally, beautifully In love with melancholy Melancholy