Goodbye My Friends
Saved
Saved by the afternoon
And a recollection
Of a fading love
Like a bell ringing harsh and broken tones
There were words I didn't hear
My role
In the conflict
Was whispered and nudged
By a fading love
But the one choice
I couldn't make
Was to choose
I could not choose
Because I knew my decision
Would put a wrench in the cogs between us
Yes, I knew my decision
Would put a wrench in the cogs between us
Staid
Stayed far too long
Little spatters
Of insipid inspiration
Nurture my child uncertainty
They make my failed ambitions alright
So I welcome the evening's forgetfulness
And the morning's harsh landings
There are no shades of grey
In the arms of my escape
But I would give it all
To passionately fly
I'd give it all
To passionately fly
Autor(es): Sōmaphore