Last silhouette or first shadowtonight has run out of wordsand as hard as we tryteardrops raindrops never stop heavy with sleep the trains roll onleaking out shards of lightthe people in it lostresigned without a fight the haze of speed
This isn’t a song,but the sea calling.Lapping softly at my feet,whispering in my ear.Only in my dreams do i understandwhat it means;forgotten between waking upand opening the curtains. This isn’t a smileit’s the light playing tricks.I’m but a silhouetteyou’re not
Lost in the night are the colours of the sky letting clouds pass by to unknown lands while we dream in grey. Lost in the night are ripples in the puddle the shimmer of a pale moon keeping
You thought i was lostbut i know it isn’t so,because you see, i hadn’treally decided where to go. and where I started fromI let go of long ago. You thought I was a cryingbut i kno its not the case,i
