(c)2007
If you stayed another night
would it really make a difference
we both know its a lie
but would that get in the way?
You know I have to try
to break through the indifference
to strike dry tinder spark
to make truth out of inference
So, here we are
at the flashpoint
We stand apart
in the crucible of dreams
Awaiting the chance to dance
and claim the space between
where you and I would join
and never be the same again
So the game is over, so you say
but you’re still playing, anyway
I will follow to a certain point
before the trail becomes too cold
The story’s old, and it unfolds
like so many stories yet untold
and still I know that this one’s different
Please just tell me this one’s different
So, here we are
at the flashpoint
we stand apart
in the crucible of dreams
Awaiting the chance to dance
and claim the space between
Where you and I would join
and never be the same again
Did you think I was the type
to wait alone, to stand apart
to make some offhand vow
to take a hollow promise?
It’s not that I
want to see you compromised
or cut back down to size
but you must realize
That here we are
At the flashpoint
we stand apart
in the crucible of dreams
awaiting the chance to dance
and claim the space between
Where you and I would join
and never be the same again
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