I know, I can't show you the world.
Let sleeping dogs lie by the end of the bed.
I half-expect you, to forgive and forget and receive.
Moments like these they don't come for people like us.
A single breath, I can't afford to waste.
The rush in my body is melodic to me.
As I recall, life was oh-so much brighter.
It was dimmed by the love that claimed my soul.
So here we go.
A ship in a bottle with a flat-note.
Ocean's oh-so cold.
Loose in my home with a foothold.
