Saturday, June 27, 2015

Shock.

There's something about not getting enough sleep
Something about how the days bleed together
And we live with eyes wide open
And souls wide awake
Resting in all the words you say

Winds streaking in
Evening showers
Your love is a fairy tale
There's a red glimmer in their eyes
As oceans roar and as I know why

Hang this truth up for the soul to see
Sleeping in my clothes
Dreaming about falling
See, it doesn't feel like home
I'm waking up alone

Waking up to sun
An aching hole in my chest
Five days fall flat
I can feel you near
Take the beauty, bring it here

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