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First Glance
I lye awake with my mistakes, all alone I'm sitting here,
Wishing you were next to me, but still you're no where near,
I think of this, it's broken down, I never want to leave again.
But how can I miss what I've never had? I guess it's not so bad,
This world just breaks, my hand just shakes,
I can't forget the things I've said, I can't let go, these words just scream inside my head,
You speak with a vindictive look, all the words you never took.
So maybe when the breathe they gave me, stops the air,
So maybe when these words don't echo,
Maybe if a lullaby, stops a child's dream,
Maybe when the pigs could fly, I'd fly away to you.
I lye awake with my mistakes, all alone I'm sitting here,
Wishing you were next to me, but still you're no where near,
I think of this, it's broken down, I never want to leave again.
I made this stupid mistake, and chased after what's not mine to take,
So now I try anything, everything to find someone, to lead me far from you,
And when these stars stop shinning, when this moons gone red,
Maybe then I wouldn't lye awake in bed.
I sit up all alone at night, thinking about a vindication,
Can I turn what has come? Can I break a thread so strong?
Your immortality over powers me, like a spell upon my lips,
Holding a rose, a metaphor, of how it's nothing more,
The day we met, I looked at you, just one glance, and you were all I knew.
So I lye awake with my mistakes, all alone I'm sitting here,
Wishing you were next to me, but still you're no where near,
I think of this, it's broken down, I never want to leave again.
...And all the relics I can dwell on, all will lead to you,
Because you are all that can remain, and even if it's all in vein...
I lye awake, and think of you.
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