I want to go
Back to the place
Where we first met
Because I’m feeling sentimental
In a good way
Without all those regrets
The ones that keep
Me awake at night
Make my bones crack
With their crippling nostalgia
That constantly reminds me
You’ll never come back
My mind is a
House settling in summer
While humid air invades
As I wave goodbye
To my fleeting sanity
And termites chew away
Back to the destination
That was a secret
Until we got there
And the soccer goals
And a piggy-back ride
And cold winter air
But then you said
Your tunnel’s light faded
Some time in June
But all I remember
Is a baseball field
stars and the moon
And I must wonder
Did your bones crack
As mine do now
And did they cave
In on your soul
With crushing hollow sounds
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 11:21 PM UTC
I want to go
Back to the place
Where we first met
Because I’m feeling sentimental
In a good way
Without all those regrets
The ones that keep
Me awake at night
Make my bones crack
With their crippling nostalgia
That constantly reminds me
You’ll never come back
My mind is a
House settling in summer
While humid air invades
As I wave goodbye
To my fleeting sanity
And termites chew away
Back to the destination
That was a secret
Until we got there
And the soccer goals
And a piggy-back ride
And cold winter air
But then you said
Your tunnel’s light faded
Some time in June
But all I remember
Is a baseball field
stars and the moon
And I must wonder
Did your bones crack
As mine do now
And did they cave
In on your soul
With crushing hollow sounds