Sometimes I go whole days listening, bored, half sleep I won't say anything that's worth a thing to me One day, suddenly, time took a turn that once felt so brief I blinked to see polite ghosts fading quickly
What begins as an unguarded train of thought slowly can become An addiction to the slumber of disconnection And the resonance of memory that no longer has a shape But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day
Be aware, my darling these things I say I mean Are just traces of something I long to feel again I see our time expand in the air almost forcibly Spreading thinner till it dissolves completely
What begins as an unguarded train of thought slowly can become An addiction to the slumber of disconnection And the resonance of memory that no longer has a shape But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
