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,
All of the leaves are green,
But all that we might have been,
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,
All of the leaves are green,
But all that we might have been,
And we're just covered in.. frost.
If you need me to be strong,
If you need me to be gone,
They say life carries on,
Touch "“ ticking in the torchlight
Flicking like a firefight in my mind,
How long can we keep falling? (x4)
All of the leaves are green,
(All of the leaves are green)
But all that we might have been,
(All that we might have been)
Is covered in, covered in, covered in, covered in frost.
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