Afterglow Fades
We dance the same old dances but we're wearing diff'rent shoes
long and lingering habits are the hardest ones to lose
decisions left to me are choices I can't bear to choose
when echoes from inside of me are someone else's news.
The flames of passion quickly rise, and quickly they descend
A poet's life in empty pages and a broken pen
I'm scarred forever from the wound you caused that just won't mend
I hide deep down inside the ship of tears I cannot rend.
The ticking clock of Chronos passes time as I move on
in measured differences the distance half takes twice as long
still I sing the lonely notes off key to fav'rite songs
remembering the warmth to which my lonely heart belonged.
What can I do when my dreams come true, but aren't like I planned,
what have I done to lose the one that I held in my hand ?
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