The metronome of rain on the rooftop Velvet draped across the floor Was a time when we measured but never up to our fathers The sorrow cuts and as I stare at the blade you’ve reached the dark we fear
Locked stitches in time nothing can break apart our seams You were humble and kind pondering times as I sit in a shrine never meant to be
Rebuilding a passion that never saw a highway How many more miles would you bare my friend Like a jab to the throat surrealism silenced the voice but what is left to say And all I can think is thank you for your time as I reflect with pain
Locked stitches in time nothing can break apart our seams You were humble and kind pondering times as I sit in a shrine never meant to be
Spiraling the hourglass
You have loved you have seen through the darkest nights that steal your dreams You have gone slipped away Only time will help to ease the pain
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