In the lack of day
We almost-lay, in a fuzzy haze.
In the lack of day
We swear and we sway
Not giving anything away.
In the dark of day
My bruises heal and my ego deflates.
In the dark of day
We dodge and I relay
All the things it's too late to say.
Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 7:36 PM UTC
In the lack of day
We almost-lay, in a fuzzy haze.
In the lack of day
We swear and we sway
Not giving anything away.
In the dark of day
My bruises heal and my ego deflates.
In the dark of day
We dodge and I relay
All the things it's too late to say.