A shadow from the outside, a reminder of old times
Come lay your head and we’ll pretend to be
This home isn’t quite right at the mercy of moonlight
Stirring fiction as you speak
Unfiltered and disguised, your heaven is alright
But I taste corruption on your check
In the grin of sunlight I’m rewriting the plot lines
Washed in the meaning of your last words
Oh my dear, have I lost it?
Where the silhouette of you still stands
Offering an open hand
Oh my dear, have I lost it?
The shadow of you now fades
As the sun breaks another day
The brisk of night blends with the dark of your eyes
All my clever lines are pending review or demise
The brisk of night, sure to dissolve under light
I’m coming clean from the callus left on a memory
Oh my dear, have I lost it?
Where the silhouette of you still stands
Offering an open hand
Oh my dear, have I lost it?
The shadow of you now fades
As the sun breaks another day