this page

it's a blank page
i'm familiar with the view
what's next?
what's new?

from three to zero
but it's ohkay
we all know
we were running out of things to say

a force between
only because of the past
and what was being studied
truly nothing that would last

across the border
quite the site
the ocean rushing
but we'll just call it one night

but it's you
it always has been
but of course i acted
in a way i can't defend 

so from three to zero
is the stance now
but to open the door again
is that something allowed?

and you?
do dandelions still grow?
it's a completely different field
so i really don't know

but you'd think with all of the time
and the dirt and the grime
there would be something more
than just this stupid rhyme

hello? hello?
is anyone else there?
i'm looking out over the crowd
but there's no one left at which to stare 

it's a confusing page
i'm familiar with the view
a lack of trust in oneself
now that is something new

it's crazy i remember every detail, but i do

sunflowers dancing
hot tubs steaming
thoughts of chancing
a wild mind dreaming

a night to remember
or maybe to forget
your eyes were blue embers
my dress was dripping wet

the next day came
and slipped away quick
with only the sea to blame
for being so sick

but there was no stopping what came next
the ocean kissing the shore
and in spite of one brake check
actually wanting more

in and out
through sleep and wake
i was too weak to doubt
or wonder what was at stake

and was i vermilion? 
of course there were questions
there's always a billion
so thanks for the concession

but just like tv show crime
everything has to end
even if a little before its time
because some boundaries did bend

there's a lot you don't know
but yes there is a play too cool
even with all of the woes
i still ended up the fool

now there's just snapshots
me here; you there
it will only be a passing thought
i'm sure evaporated into thin air