my word is sinking and I'm in my spot for thinking. Just one mirage right after the other and I'm running out of fuel. Wish I could find the reason why I'm here You and I on the road to nowhere. Whatever it takes for us to escape. And I don't know what I was born to be. But let's just go somewhere else 'cause at least you got my prayer Mile after mile we just go around in circles. I'm spinning. If I ever get there, wouldn't know what hit me. I've stopped believing. One dissappointment after the other and I've hardened up inside... Deep in a tomb, in the valley of uncosolably edge my soul in dust... It was buried alive. Cause the world broke my lines and i need you to complete it all Lost is where I was born. But it's not where I belong. And I'm so excruciatingly tired of being wrong in every way i am or every words you are.. i met you in my soliloquy in between my quiet lullaby and your chaotic rhyme... you are my unreachable destination in no one's imagination If there is a road beyond this nowhere, let it remember our names even when we forget them ourselves. And if I am only ever a fragment, unfinished, unwritten then be the echo that refuses to leave, the quiet prayer that stays when everything else has already gone. 🍂🍂🍂 pavimentum frigidum vox intus semper resonat spirat residuum in umbra mentis vox iterum me ferit silentium abest sed in imo corde adhuc tenuis spiritus manet 🍂🍂🍂 cold floor beneath me a voice I cannot silence one breath still remains
