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I can’t move on

I can’t move on, I got lost in your soul, babe let me see the lights, I would pay the price, I would leave it all behind, I need a getaway now, would you like to take me to the summer end? 

I’ve never felt this trip before, the overdose is getting us, this flight is crashing down, the climax vanishes, and we’re running in a desert land. Why are you so afraid of clouds? I dried my heart for your eyes, are you happy now? 

I can’t move on, I got lost in your voice, darling, We don't have to say too much, the rain is gonna come, What’s the next stop? The waterfall of hoaxes or the land of antidotes? We don’t know where we go but we always find each other.

I pour myself into cups, days have no clocks I blame you for not hunting me, I know it’s my mind getting high, it’s a flaw you could see as a quality, the perfect art of giving your life just for a smile, a dumb in a shallow world. 

I can’t move on, I got lost in your songs, the rhythm caught me in your webs, taking my time pretending I was fine, weaving your plan to take my heart and run to her arms, but I was the wrong one, right? I was just a child thinking that he found the love of his life.

Flashback to the ghost we made on September night, the sky was crashing down, I was running to your arms, standing in the ruins of our life, you were looking at me with your tired eyes, the rain touching our hair that covered the tears in your face, will our story end soon? You took my hand with your head low and told me this would go wrong. It's her that they need to look in your frame on the shelf of the little cabin we dream of one day, so I run as far as I can, blurring this tale, but…

I’m still lost in your arms, feel the warmth of your heart, and wonder where I went wrong. Maybe I can’t move on cause I’m clung to the idea of us forevermore. I don’t understand when a person does the right thing and not what they want. I rested my mind in someone’s eyes for two years, but I wish you were here admiring the sunrise. Is that too much to ask for? 

◄ Summer feeling 2.0

Sweet lies ►

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