Ignatius

So it ends this thing you found in me Story sends those words that have abandoned me Life pretends, in a way, you grounded me So now I send my love through a song As I sit, I stare into a sky filled with wonder Like the kind we both plundered in the night Life is framed by posters of things we are most fond of If I had a poster to hang it would be of you So here we go our separate ways How your eyes, oh how they sway Now I'll try to smile at strangers As they pass us on our way Here we go Goodbye my sweet illusion Illuminated by a dream Without words, without confusion This transfusion is some kind of thing And here we go, our separate ways How your eyes, oh how they sway Now I'll try to smile at strangers As they pass us on our way Here we go How your eyes Oh how they sway