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Thoughts on Love's Mishaps
i think love is in the air
but when everyone listing reasons
to jump into the glass that breaks
at first glance just sit me down
and understand this night has fallen
and only the eyes of daylight can see
mysteries left to perceive.
when the system’s, shutting down
i should be the first to figure out
and you know, what you feel
is everything to you, so settle down
and reframe the scenario
leaving out the excess radio
because i’m done, waiting on you
to set sail and take control.
she is calling me with regrets of
yesteryear and all it’s tears
scraped out they’re not for me.
so i started to feel you
erasing all their words
but sitting with my back turned
can only make me see
that everyone here is wrong
everyone hear has nothing goot to say. and everyone hear is wrong
everyone here has nothing to say good.
the systems shutting down
and i can’t do a thing but walk out
and stay proud because all i am
is everything that i’ve kept up ‘til now.
this girl is sailing on a boat
screaming at the waves as if she hears
they’re calling out her name sounding out like the sirens
who never seem to prove their mishap.
set a course
to see your face
oh northern star
it’s not complicated
just lead the way.
so step aside
and see yourself
and realize you’re someone else
than who you see and what you hear
and understand you don’t see clear.
today pours out remnants of you
and i can’t see a thing past my two shoes.
if tonight just simply spits me out
i hope I land somewhere near you.
everyone here is wrong
and everyone here has nothing to say good.
let me be alone.