Surrounded by water, feels like I could never drown fast enough.
Waves crashing, grieving for souls it has already stolen.
I watch the ship sail into the wind, over the horizon.
Away from this jealous shore.
Every grain of sand on this beach is a missed opportunity.
The cool night air gently caresses my face before it smacks me hard like the end of summer.
Let's combat the cold a little longer.
Hold it at bay for another couple months.
Let's climb monuments and watch the land stretch out over miles.
And watch skylines light up as the sun goes out.
I'll bring some parts of home to foreign soil.
Spend some time at the water's edge restoring feeling to your hands.
With a soundtrack of cds we've ruined for ourselves.
The life of an autumn night.
These are the pebbles to your windowpane.
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Ringing in your ears like a hanging note.
I'm turning up the bass and the treble.
Hear me screaming from the speakers.
Feel my vibrations in your fingertips.
Sing along to the words you know so well.
Am I your favorite song?
Tap your foot to the beat I follow in your mind.
Sway your shoulders with the melody.
Breathe in and out with the rhythm.
Close your eyes and see the landscape I invent.
Nod your head with each changing chord.
Cymbal crash--I'm gone.
+love is in the details+dm+
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