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ashes, starlight
i wrote these words about you last summer. if i could have a chance. i cannot see quite what your faced with. and its hard to see you now. but now the sides are drawn, in separation, receiving letters not addressed from you. its a long long way from home. i dont see you cuz im....we face the long ride back your house. and now im writing in the dark. its so late, but i see what you want. now things will never be the same. now the side's drawn, in separation, realizing how much we change. i want a break, i want a break from this. i want a break from this common disappointment, the harder i try, the harder is to get by. and i look away because its so predictable. its always the same, you always go back with him. its a long long way from home. far away. now the side's drawn, in separation, not realizing what you do to yourself. i see your face through the ashes and the starlight, i want nothing more, and then you turn away. its so obvious how noones sorry.indefinate end, thanks for being here.
