Wax Ponds

I'm not going underground
With you it's a sorry sound
The dissonance is all around
And with you it feels profound
There is nowhere we are bound
And the meaning is never found
But we measure pain by the pound
And add it to our burial mounds

Now.

I wanted you to know
  To feel
I wanted you to know--

We're immolating ourselves over nothing
Neither one of us is on the bottom side of earthworms

We're worrying too much and I am not bluffing
And the truth stings like gasoline but you'll come to terms

With that

Now.

I wanted you to feel
  The same
I wanted you to feel--

We're cascading over rocks to become groundwater
Neither one of us is saying much of anything

We're just runoffs from the spring, the Great Mother
And that's the truth we face with our candles snuffing

Out

Now.

I wanted us to be the same
  Forever
I wanted us to be--

Buzzing noise as wax ponds make waterfalls.