Can we stand remaining braced against the fixtures
Of a thousand vacant gestures meant to strengthen our resolve
And as the nights begin to replicate the lost adventure kissed by fate
And the empty rooms and corners cast their scorn at every turn
Nobody waits to hear an answer
No one has the time to spare
And now the minutes bleed to days
Time's just a construct anyways
I've been a fool
These winds grow colder every year
I just need a place where I can hide
Remind myself, I really tried
So don't be ashamed
Who's truly happy anyway?
Like fools we dared to promise
Not to take our days for granted
Or to spend a night in vain
But the words we speak when we begin
Betray the walls now closing in
And the air becomes encumbered with the inevitable end
And we speak of different places
And now the minutes bleed to days
Time's just a construct anyways
I've been a fool
These winds grow colder every year
I just need a place where I can hide
Remind myself, I really tried
So don't be ashamed
Who's truly happy anyway?
Our greatest lives yet to be lived
Your breath is like a song too soon to forgive
And I'm still hanging on to the photographs and words
You know I wish you well
And I got what I deserved
