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| Digression of Perfection |
| by Dwain |
Perfect as the rainbow after the storm
Perfect as your wish on a falling star
Perfect as the rose which takes form
Perfect as music on an acousitic guitar
Perfect as rain on a sunny day
Perfect as snow cancelling school
Perfect as the visuals of Monet
Perfect as everyone's Golden Rule
Perfect as the sunset off in the distance
Perfect as the undefeated season
Perfect as us in coexistance
Perfect together with no rhyme or reason
Perfect as an unbreakable trust
Perfect just as they all suspect
In the end what happened to us?
We used to be so perfect
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