Tuesday, May 12, 2009

now that you're gone

i’m walking on sunshine

from this dark place

four thousand miles from

bags packed shoes laced

no soldiers no lover’s arms

just my empty case

and i’ve carried the weight of worlds

but never been no place

and it’s okay to wanna to cry

tell her that you’re gonna try

waking up with her beside

remember what that feels like?

your distance likes it far

it blows my mind

remembering montreal

what time is your flight?

i heard you are having fun

not me not tonight

but i promise a better life

if you can find the time?

and it’s okay to want to cry

tell her that you’re gonna try

waking up with her beside

remember what that feels like?

i travel through neighborhoods

you jump continents

we’ll meet in the middle dear

well now that depends

I check the mail slot

for letters never sent

now it’s you that’s slipping from

maybe it’s just not meant

and it’s okay to wanna cry

tell her that you’re gonna try

waking up with her beside

remember what that feels like?

broken down and used all up

keeping on with just a shrug

trading pills for human touch

remember what that feels like?

remember what that feels like?

remember what that feels like

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