Borrowed Theme

I used to shine
A perfect borrowed light
It wasn't mine and it was taken overnight
Shame traces the edges of your face
Fully lit, independent of this place

Help me not to see
How diamond wedding rings
These counterfeited things

I've been borrowed
Shame on me

My muse is gone
Forsaken of a theme
No motto now, no credo, no dream
Buried with a soft, embezzled light
Six feet below an idealistic life

But I still want these things
Flighty childhood dreams
As foolish as they seem

I've been taken
Shame on me

(I used to shine)
(It wasn't mine)
(Shame traces)
(Fully lit)

No more my sweet
Little wished-for things
A brown new gown tied up in apron strings
No more pink castles up in the sky
Far away on borrowed lines go by

I've been taken
Shame on me

But I still want these things
Flighty childhood dreams
As foolish as they seem
I've been taken
Shame on me