There is no begin again for you
You were but a thought to teach me a lesson
On what the Soul of Love would never do
Be gone with you now about your business
For I'm sure there are others to supply you
With little trinkets of tossed heart treasures
To make you feel like a big man the way that you do
And yes you lit up the dark like a rocket
And filled the oceans with tears caused by you
With sole in tent of feeding your pockets
This Soul has no touch left for you
Now be gone little brother for the child you are
With me you will find nothing new
If you must then begin again
But this time begin again with you
I feed no moth on my flame
Your family has that light that calls you
Fly off on the strobe of the black light
For the poster boy love point of view
