Before you go, can we just lie here
focus on our room, the times we shared
can we let the past flow away
like a bad dream down the drain
a wave across a sea of pain
like raindrops in an ocean
can we let the past wash away into nothing
except a sea of emotion
focus on our room, the times we shared
can we let the past flow away
like a bad dream down the drain
a wave across a sea of pain
like raindrops in an ocean
can we let the past wash away into nothing
except a sea of emotion
Before you get up and leave
could we, just sit a while
breathe
and remember the embers of the fire that
burned bright
like a solar flare through dulled skies
can we talk in silent voices
let those hushed words speak for us
let the sad look in red eyes tell a story
or do we call this history
Before you open the door
can we end this cold war
or at least thaw the ice to stop it from freezing our hearts to the core
I never want to see those tears fall from your bright eyes
could we, just sit a while
breathe
and remember the embers of the fire that
burned bright
like a solar flare through dulled skies
can we talk in silent voices
let those hushed words speak for us
let the sad look in red eyes tell a story
or do we call this history
Before you open the door
can we end this cold war
or at least thaw the ice to stop it from freezing our hearts to the core
I never want to see those tears fall from your bright eyes
I don't want to witness the rains fall from inside
Before we part
can I just tell you that
my heart
wont beat
it will just crack into splinters
torn apart
fragile the delicate glass that formed
once this heart of sand was warmed
Before we part
can I just tell you that
my heart
wont beat
it will just crack into splinters
torn apart
fragile the delicate glass that formed
once this heart of sand was warmed
Could we, just let time flow backwards
so that today becomes history
let the hands tick, silently anticlockwise
around the face of the clock, would that be wise
to turn back to a time, when the sun shone brightly upon our lives
could we try?
to survive
to let love live
and hurt die
so that today becomes history
let the hands tick, silently anticlockwise
around the face of the clock, would that be wise
to turn back to a time, when the sun shone brightly upon our lives
could we try?
to survive
to let love live
and hurt die
Thanks For Reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
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