Time pulls away, a cotton ball with its string whizzing past, tied to a boulder reaching the bottom of a bottomless pit, bracing for the crash.
Just shrinking and shrinking, the ball getting twisted, into a flutter of dust, the wind never lifted. My brain is a raffle of thoughts that I'm trying to catch. Is it worth my borrowed time to make this one last? Making a smoke drawn memory before letting it go. An everyday cycle of the endless paths sown. On a 2 way mirror breaking my nails to nubs, watching this frowning mannequin pilot my husk, cutting me off from myself, myself, is this self love? I don't think so because..
I'm selling my days for a nightly tranquilising,
a bible of blank and smudged out writings.
You're this, I'm that
Waiting on a fortune found
Healing my sight with sound
And then we all fall down!
Do you still hold faith you'll find love in your days? Just a little taste and this life won't be a waste, to love another face and visit that special place. I could never complain or regret our time in space...
Wait..
What is this place?
Symbolised fate wrapping around my neck like a noose, my grip on reality, spinning loose. So.
I contemplate my everyday knowing no one knows my true face.
I know I said I'd be there,
I promised you my time,
Don't think it's cus I don't care,
You are always on my mind.
These feelings I cannot share,
They spread 500 miles,
Hoping that they reach her,
And be the reason for her smile.
You know I've spent my days,
Wishing away all of this pain.
Then your voice it's clear,
It whispers in my ear,
"It will all be okay"
I know I said I'd get there,
I promised you this time,
Don't think it's cus I don't care,
You have never left my mind.
These feelings I cannot bare,
They stretch 500 miles,
Praying that they reach her,
And be the reason for her smile.
I'm selling my days for a nightly tranquilising,
a bible of blank and smudged out writings.
You're this, I'm that
Waiting on a fortune found
Healing my sight with sound
And then we all fall down!
Do you still hold faith you'll find love in your days? Just a little taste and this life won't be a waste, to love another face and visit that special place. I could never complain or regret our time in space...
Wait..
What is this place?
Symbolised fate wrapping around my neck like a noose, my grip on reality, spinning loose. So.
I contemplate my everyday knowing no one knows my true face.