Secular Era

Willow


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As I walk in, somber like a gentleman
Crash my mind like my car on a western cliff
Every night feels like a struggle now
Thinking 'bout that girl who asked me
Is my skirt too short; I never was any good at guess work
Or knowing if people want me
Now no one wants me

Every time I close my eyes I see you smile
Every walk reminds me of the footsteps you walked out of my world
I never thought I was good enough to take away your pain
I know it's much too late so let's watch the stars
Watch me fade away

Like a silent show, I watch your words form
The taste of copper seeps into my mouth
Incinerated memories corrupt my mind
As we slowly fall through this dying void
Is my skirt too short; I never was any good at guess work
Or knowing if people want me
Now no one wants me

Every time I close my eyes I see you smile
Every walk reminds me of the footsteps you walked out of my world
I never thought I was good enough to take away your pain
I know it's much too late so let's watch the stars
Watch me fade away


Writer/s: Michael Sullivan III