slipping between us, the ghost & the mourning prayers spent finding, a reason to stay painful and aching, the balance is breaking with so many words, I don't know what to say....
our planets break orbit like paper and water delicate dancing on the edge of her lips something unsettled, and something remembered something forgiven, keeps silent with-in and she turns to me with tears in her eyes as if she doesn't see the tempest inside and our hearts are beating, but no-one is breathing a small thing I think, so close to the end
The clock is ticking, time is escaping- I know I must be standing on my own and something sacred, it could be dying - I know, and I stare with headlights now approaching blankets of sadness, bound up and cover, happiness lost, I must have buried here inside I'm reaching, inside i'm pleading, I can't be losing everything... that I remember...
oh, Memorare oh, Memorare
Kisses left longing, somewhere behind us asking for comfort, like cats in-between and this new regretting, how foolish the choices that once seemed so meaningful, sturdy, & sane. our seconds of silence, last half of forever- searching for glimpses that lovers embraced how close and how distant, we stand to each other knowing that nothing, can ever be replaced
The clock is ticking, time is escaping- I know I must be standing on my edge and something sacred, moments reflecting - I know, and I stare with headlights now approaching blankets of sadness, bound up and cover, happiness lost, I must have buried here inside I'm reaching, inside i'm pleading, I can't be losing everything... that I remember...
oh, Memorare oh, Memorare
The clock is ticking, time is escaping- I know I must be standing on my edge and something sacred, moments reflecting - I know, and I stare with headlights now approaching blankets of sadness, bound up and cover, happiness lost, I must have buried here inside I'm reaching, inside i'm pleading, I can't be losing everything... that I remember...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
