I'm dancing to the rhythm of my footsteps,
trying to find the beat...

I suspect behind your eyes are things you hide...
I suspect the things you hide i'd rather not see...

Darkness,
A clean slate of black...

I tug your hand and point.
See that moon up there...

Your hand flew across the foggy window
Heart after heart after heart...

You taught me things i take for granted
Things i now stare at enchanted...

**not about what you think, I'm just tired and...
It's 11:11...

The time ticks by slowly,
without much thought...

I love you,
The words I cannot bring...

I stand on the edge and look over
but is it really my fault that i got here...

There's a pretty
tangerine sky...

When did showing tears
make us strong or weak...