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letra de the king in yellow - archabald

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i’m afraid, that these words will sound petty at best
i’m afraid someday my thoughts will dry up and there will be nothing left
i’m afraid of what you’ll think of me and when you won’t remember me
if you do remember me, please remember me kindly and if i lose myself along the way, please gently remind me of who i am

i’m afraid someday i’ll scream these words into an empty room and the only response is reverb bouncing off the back that compounds and consumes, that excites and exhumes feelings of doubt
is it worth it?
is it worth it?
can you still feel it when the cold hits?
when the cold snap hits the back of your neck and all you feel is regret?

i’m afraid of this winter coming up, because this last one i almost gave everything up
i almost threw caution into the wind
walked out the door to head east and never come back again
you said if i left you’d be afraid you’d k!ll yourself, not as a threat, but it was something you couldn’t help
i hate this because i can barely help myself

you would not think that a brilliant man
was walking away without blood on his hands
‘cause greed was the only thing that colored his thoughts
and every single step in the night while you sleep
but you would not care to run away
it takes but a slip of the hand for your life to end
they run quick match their rhythm to stay alive
to make it to the end with air in your lungs and a beat in your chest

i’m afraid of my dreams becoming more pleasant than reality to the point i don’t want to deal with the real
the prince still steals my breath sometimes. but i’ve learned to cut out his tongue and focus on the reality that grinds away at us

i’m afraid i’ll put my head on the pillow and you won’t be there when everything fades to black
i’m afraid i’ll go to kiss you and you won’t want to kiss me back
i’m afraid i won’t be good enough to keep you around, but by god i’ll try

you’re free to walk, but i hope you’ll stay
i’m afraid of losing you to pride or death some day
i’m afraid i’ll run out of the right things to say

don’t do it for me, do it for life, do it for the future (i don’t want one without you)
please see life through
see through me
this is all i’ve got, if it’s not good enough i’m sorry
i’m trying

(you still don’t care that you promised your heart, your love your life to me)

i thought someday we’d meet again at the gl-ssy sea
i’d be waiting for you, or you would be waiting for me
i guess the promises you made were empty

- archabald

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