With this pen, nI use invoke to describenHow it felt in wanting to nhave you again and againnnI'll hold my breath as our world comes undone and catch the bullet if you hold the gunnnNow, life waiting for words to define how to repair the seams of my soul Because of you, the architect still sleepsnA consequence of design, that life will not let go What has been said of a yearning that stands as high as mountains became of glimpse of a time to lose myselfnnAnd I'll hold my breath as our world comes undone and catch the bullet if you hold the gunnnNow if only that passion within myself could command the conflict between us bothnnThe beautiful denial forced me to say, i cannot let gonnEven when my body's broken, long before my soul fades awaynnIf I gave all control, the destructive love we hide will be defined in the shadow of the mourning to come Where I stand free before life for the first time I'll bask in its glow with all of my soul