Why should i cry for you? - Song by Sting

Under the dog star sail
Over the reefs of moonshine
Under the skies of fall
North, north west, the stones of Faroe
Under the Artic fire
Over the seas of silence
Hauling on frozen ropes
For all my days remaining
But would north be true?
Why should I?
Why should I cy for you?
All colours bleed to red
Asleep on the ocean's bed
Drifting in empty seas
For all my days remaining
But would north be true?
Why should I?
Why should I cry for you?
Dark angels follow me
Over the godless sea
Mountains of endless falling
For all my days remaining
What would be true?
Sometimes I see your face
The stars seem to lose their place
Why must I think of you?
Why must I?
Why should I?
Why should I cry for you?
Why would you want me to?
And what would it mean to say,
"I loved you in my fashion"?
What would be true?
Why should I?
Why should I cry?

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And i wish that the end of love,was indeed the end of my physical life,in synchrony with the rest of me.
For the sake of all other wishes granted,i wish this one would be too.
Amen.

Answer to your Question u asked @ the den.

Yes, I'm sad and scared
My soul is in repairs
I'm mending parts of me
I broke almost unknowingly.

I'm sad 'cause i broke Us,
I drove you to undeserved tears,
I made myself walk too far
And in doing so, got in me a tin heart.

It's when you loved me
I realized how a woman should be.
Demure and caring...
Her fragility is her beauty.

I'm already starting to feel a li'l,
Or am i realizing it too early?
I won't speak,for i've lost my virtues,
My salvation is to bring out the good ol' you.

To undo the hurt,
I will take you back...
To the man in you you loved,
The sweet one,who was never curt.

Did the change of gloss
Drive away the itch?
It's just the start
There's still a lot left to transform.

Did i tell you i was scared too?
I told you to walk away
And if u had, i'd be a cursed fool
And would've missed out a lovely life with you.

Why couldn't time be still then?
Like the rested smoke in mid air?
Or why wasn't it atleast slow to turn
Like the way Dracula served?

I so wanna curl up with you,
Me, an unravelled mystery
Under the loving care of the riddle
In your arms where galaxies stand still.

written on 18th may.
posted only coz some words shouldn't go unspoken and unheard. even though they maybe passé.

Emperor.

You're born with a golden crown
With bejeweled carpets being laid
For your steps,as you go away
Why then do you look around?

Handsome prince you're swooned by so many
How can you,then, feel so forebodingly lonely?
Oh you deserve a princess who's as high
A worth as you'd admire...in your eyes...

Why then do you have a cinderella
A lovely maid, sans any gold and riches?
It'd have made a tragic, beautiful fairytale
Had she also been there to catch your fall,in every way.

She asked for a knight,
She got a king...
You got me
But you'd never asked for anything.

And everytime she questions her existence
Never your love,that she never will...
When she sings,you don't wanna hear,
You've grown out of her, isn't it?