Lyrics

Dreaming that it's yesterday Lifetime is a death away Behind on sleep, the rest awaits Vessel stench so temporary I made it Separated I can see the future you and me Oh, what a waste Who was who, what inside me? Decide when it's over so I'm in control I guess I should've known If I could, I'd run away We entertain and decorate But now our welcome's overstayed And life is what you throw away cus I made it Separated I can see the future you and me Oh, what a waste Who was enough? Wasn't me I tried and I tried and I battled my soul But I guess I should've known We've known it all along We all end up alone I'll feel the rain... And not know what is the rain And I'll hear the breeze And not know what is the breeze I will behold the sky and not know what is the sky Instead, I will hear the breeze And think it is your last return to the hearth of my ear And I will feel the rain and think that it is the pinprick of your kiss And when the rain is tender, I will know something has softened you And when it is violent, I will know something has shaken you And in this newfound understanding Without eyes, or ears, or hands, or even lips Our bare bones will make love in the dirt, never knowing our nakedness Imagine... Imagine a rough wind, cursing through a calligraphy of weeds In our disrepair, we have grown gardens of ourselves Sprouts of curious grass shooting from our eye sockets The love letters that spell IOU eternity There will come a day When the fear of death will be the favorite joke passed amongst courses And they are already laughing
Writer(s): Alysia Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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