Time pulls away so fast, 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 shut. On a 2 way mirror breaking nails to nubs, watching a husk of a mannequin pilot my life, cutting me off from myself, myself
Selling my days for a nightly tranquilising, A bible of blanked and smudged out writings.
Your this, I'm that
Waiting on a fortune found
Healing my sight with sound...
Do you still hold faith you'll find love in your days? Just a little taste and life won't be a waste, to love another face, 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 can not 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 can not bare,
They stretch 500 miles,
Praying that they reach her,
And be the reason for her smile.
Do you still hold faith you'll find love in your days? Just a little taste and life won't be a waste, to love another face, 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.
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