Lost in Murphy

Your Move

Navigate love like a strict game of chess, 

Blind fool\'s indeavor expect nothing less,  

Hide behind knights and rooks and your pawns,

Light you won\'t see as it breaks across dawn,  

You plan your each move to strengthen your your wall,

Soon all that is round you fails as it falls,  

Trapped in the corner with nowhere to run, 

Don\'t be surprised when I say that I\'m done.