Hoping for a different time
Is like looking at blown out stars
Empty shells that used to shine
Now won't get me far
Say the word be a voice in my day
Cos baited breath won't stir my sorrows out of sway
Washing away all my memories
If I slow down and feel them I can hardly breathe
What's the point of being lonely with such a long book of stories to entertain me
I'd slow down gladly but it's just too much to take
To stay
There's a lonely ease in holding on to shame
There's a fragile peace in taking all the blame