The Last Syllables
One-two, one-two
Heartbeat.  Don't stop.
You're the last syllable of all this time
The only friend and only sign
That I'm still alive and beating
Trying to cheat my fate

One-two, one-two
Count the number of choices I had
Count the heart that bled for me
When I had stabb'd it with honesty
One-one-young-young

And beat your last, oh bravest heart
Only I will ever know all of what you are
All of what you are

Continue on, no death yet
Through crazy deeds and philosophies
Sex and sermons, God and demons
And every time you see one
Think of me as the only one-two-one
Think of me

And love your last, oh passion heart
Only I wil ever feel this bleeding love unmarred
Cause I will be the scar
I will mar this heart

One-two, one-two
Heartbeat.  Your chest.
The strength I never felt but always knew
Bewitches you and all your futures
And you will be wild, and I, a child
You will flow out, come far out
And I will live in denial
But through your beats, you'll feel my heart
And I in yours to dwell in hell
One-two, one-two, farewell

So beat once more, oh lovely heart
Only I will ever see all these things you are
And long your last, o'er distance far
Only I will ever be all of what you are
And die this time, oh foolish heart
Only I will ever mar
This beauty with a scar
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