Maybe it is me
Actually it is me
You are quite the dream
Truth is a burden
Heavy sets the beating heart
Even on that day
Beating hearts and a falling start
Recreate the scenes of us falling apart
Incandescent lights
Disrupt the flame
Giving off a new sort of spark
Effectively entrapped in an entangled waltz
Spiraling into the wall
Indescribably
Beaten and battered by frivolous exchange
Understandably we're upset
Reacting not acting
Nevertheless we swing
Lightning flashing
Inside the mind between the hearts
Grasping what we understand
Hoping for the rest
Truly serene
Truth may be a burden
Hardly to fallen stars
Enticed to try again
Wishing for a chance
A way to find the end
Yet I'll I hope we'll never see
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 8:08 PM UTC
Maybe it is me
Actually it is me
You are quite the dream
Truth is a burden
Heavy sets the beating heart
Even on that day
Beating hearts and a falling start
Recreate the scenes of us falling apart
Incandescent lights
Disrupt the flame
Giving off a new sort of spark
Effectively entrapped in an entangled waltz
Spiraling into the wall
Indescribably
Beaten and battered by frivolous exchange
Understandably we're upset
Reacting not acting
Nevertheless we swing
Lightning flashing
Inside the mind between the hearts
Grasping what we understand
Hoping for the rest
Truly serene
Truth may be a burden
Hardly to fallen stars
Enticed to try again
Wishing for a chance
A way to find the end
Yet I'll I hope we'll never see
