and now
at the end of our days
when we have nothing left
but our memories,
if i could tell you
just one thing
it would be how much
my heart burns for you
and that our love
will remain
my sweestest hallelujah
and outshine every star
in the night sky.

My imaginary friend
one i take my midnight adventures with
who i lean on to
Are you tired of wondering into the seas of my thoughts?
Are the waves too violent for us to swim further?

Every time you pick your head up, the fierce waves hit harder than the last
Are you holding on tight to our board?
One that builds hope and expectations

You know me better
I'd rather fall into the deep ocean
No board will float us up


— Moza

‪I lost my love ‬
‪She’s perished; gone‬
‪My soul is broken ‬
‪Yet lingers on‬
‪Why must I be the one‬
‪To continue down this path ‬
‪Alone, with a broken heart‬
‪Amidst the aftermath ‬

‪I lost my love‬
‪She’s perished; gone‬
‪God give me strength‬
‪To carry-on‬
Keep me safe
Keep me strong
‪And help me cope‬
‪Before the break of dawn‬

I'll turn my music up too high
To try and drown you out
I'll grit my teeth and clench my fists
Until I drown you out

You've overstayed your welcome
You've been here far too long
At some point, it got comfortable
Now, you have to go

see - cah - moh - re
you used to say that
the wrong ones
dont matter to you, baby-
what if im wrong?
what if i'm not the right one
for you

see - cah - moh - re
you used to say that
the wrong ones
don't matter to you, darling-
but what if you are?
and you're not the right one
for me?

sturdy, sturdy
as the sycamore tree
is my love for you,
my darling thee

but as the roots, spreading
continuously till bedrock-

there is end to us,
there is end to love.

see - cah - moh - re
you say that
the right ones dont matter to you now
for they have no stories
to tell
no regrets to burn

and like the sycamore tree
that you've always pronounce wrong;
till there is growth in stagnation.

I know you're right for me.