I wish for a shallow heart

Songs should make no sense
If they do then pain is the price.
Choice shouldn’t be an option when you’re on the fence
Falling either way according to Fate’s pretence.

Depth is the price your pay for height
Darkness is the price you pay for the light

Ridges on your fingers are the price you pay for grip.
Nakedness is the price you pay when you strip.

Feeling is the price for knowing
Ignorance is the price you pay for existing.

Loving is the price you pay for possessing a heart
Memories are the price you pay when love departs.

A consciousness is the price you pay for your actions.
Choice is the price you pay for your decisions.

Falling is the price you pay for picking yourself up.
Your childhood is the price you pay for growing up.

Forgetting is the price you pay for peace.
Captivity is the price you pay for release.

Rhyme is the price you pay for your poetry.
Pretence is the price you pay for your flattery.

Sin is the price you pay for enjoying
Breathing is the price you pay for living.

Excess is the price you pay for less.
Your birth is just a price you pay for Death.