byzantium

this time it was your fault, don't lay the trip on me, we're sailing to byzantium, out across a shiftless sea, all that you say you're not, slave to all you've got, sad to hear you lie, worse to believe it. a second from infinity and, heaven hangs above our heads, one thought from oblivious and, you forget what you said, sella, leave us nothing, undine, never leave the sea, i would be a bridge to both, blister, patch, and peel.