The evidence that Seth spilt

simply lingers everywhere...

And the night I thought that Jeremy wrought

still makes the morning fair...

But the loss of Jeremy's touch

is just the smallest price to pay....

He's fighting for three and he can't be with me,

though I'll walk with them while I may.

I see his struggle and ache for him,

I see his hidden strength...

I'll try not to be a hate for him,

I will go to any length...

But though he's my friend now (we'll always be somehow)

I might take some time just to grieve...

For though he is with me and he always will be,

I fear that a part may yet leave.

Perhaps we'll be friends beyond what we are,

perhaps that's our truest destiny...

But until words were spoken and the heart of us broken,

We were simply the best of complexity...

Will the odds overtake us?  Will our hearts now forsake us?

Will we lose something that we had going?

I will bend like a dancer for whatever the answer,

I feel that its simply worth knowing.

JULY 6, 2006