Tuesday, August 3

In my head.

don't leave me hanging/ in a city so dead/held up so high/ on such a breakable thread


if I give up on you/ I give up on me


this is where I say I've had enough/ and no one should ever feel the way that I feel now


tonight I'm tangled in my blanket of clouds/ dreaming aloud/ I cannot be without you/ matter of fact


I've seen your flag on the marble arch/ love is not a victory march/ it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah


the sun just slipped its note below my door/ and I can't hide beneath my sheets


time here/ all but means nothing/ just shadows that move 'cross the walls/they keep me company/ but they don't ask of me/ they don't say nothin' at all


wandering this house/ like I've never wanted out/ this is about as social as I get now/ and I am throwing away the letters that I am writing you/ 'cause they would never do


it's easy/ let it go

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