I want to leave this stagnant water, I want to breathe the autumn air. I won’t be left to watch you fodder the dying forests of your despair. Too long I’ve watched myself come undone, content with the discomfort inside my head. It seems that everyone wants to feel the sun, but no one wants to leave the comfort of their beds. This gray room is a cancer. Black cloud growing in my chest. I walked you to the door of a vacant heart I’d never call home. You left me on the forest floor where you knew that I would never be alone. So find a place to fight off your demons and please know I still care. One day you’ll see that these words have new meaning, but I won’t be there. So I’ll spend my solemn days with my head in the clouds and my hands tucked firm in the dirt, walking the same rocky paths barefoot so long my feet begin to cherish the hurt.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
