Call waiting, lying on the floor.
A coffin laid, a cup calling for more.
but it's tumbling to a Carolina blue.
To look behind and see it's still too late.
That fall a rested head, regret a self-made bed.
These thoughts avoided, keep me up at night.
When I walked away back then, I know I told you not to wait for me.
Stayed up til dawn and lost ourselves, and perished with the light of evergreen.
Fortune faults your pale blue eyes.
I can't remember what they look like anyway.
This life's a fire that we're burning much to fast.
It's these desires that are killing me inside.
I'm so tired, I can't get up today - or ever.
But if I see another sun, I'll see your face again.
When you walk away this time, make for god damn sure you count the miles.
Your smile paints a picture of a fickle heart, and fearful like a child.
Indecision split in two, and recognized in everything you do.
I walk away to say goodbye to all the tears and joy in me from you.
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