Touch – ticking in the torchlight
Flicking like a firefight in my mind,
Stuck – standing in the crosswalk
Heavy like dumptrucks in a line
Mess – careful where you make it
I can’t seem to shake it anymore,
Stunned – overdrawn and outgunned
Waiting out the outcome on the floor,
But all is well,
Can’t you tell?
All of the leaves are green,
On every forget-me-not,
But all that we might have been,
Is covered in. frost.
Soft – tender like a symphony
Tearing out the rest of me frame by frame,
Late – better now than never,
Trailing off together into flame,
Love – somehow we misplaced it
Somewhere in the basement down below,
I try,
Try to get it better,
Try to stay together,
But we go.
And I don’t mind,
I’m just fine.
All of the leaves are green,
On every forget-me-not,
But all that we might have been,
Is covered in. frost.
And we’re just covered in. frost.
If you need me to be strong,
I will, I will,
If you need me to be gone,
I will, I will,
They say life carries on,
And I will, I will,
If you will,
Touch – ticking in the torchlight
Flicking like a firefight in my mind,
How long can we keep falling?
All of the leaves are green,
(All of the leaves are green)
On every forget-me-not,
(On every forget-me-not)
But all that we might have been,
(All that we might have been)
Is covered in, covered in, covered in, covered in frost.
We’re covered in, covered in, covered in frost.
