Welcome in to my covert
No roof, no floors, frames or pictures
And no promises
I think I got it figured out
As I take a look at my bone white painted bedroom walls
I know I should have said goodbye
The seasons used to feel like one
Ours skins caressing clouds off dreams, leafs and perfectly blue skies
Now I can’t even feel my eyes
Clouded by the rain I held in for too long
Pressured thunderstorms now breaking through my eyes
I lost my compass now all I get to see is the floor
I think I saw you holding hands
It brought so many thoughts of past adventures and photographs
I think I used to say they lied
I wish that I could live a lie
But then again I think of all the things that made me run
I’m sure that loneliness was one
And all these pieces don’t construct my previous thoughts
They’ve been scattered and then filtered through my heart
What was my discourse
I throw my body against the wall
Is it true I didn’t care is it true that I just gave you away
Is it true my brain did hide what my heart was beating for
Just to let me forget
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