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Breathing in and out

Honey you seem like you’re fine

Breathing in and out

A broken cross and spilled wine

How do I make you feel alive?

I don’t know what to say

Two ships passing in the night

It’s been a long long day

Leave me tired and restless

Tell me things you’re obsessed with

That you think you might regret this

Maybe we should just forget this

Maybe we should just let go

Remember when you used to be electric?

When you used to feel pathetic?

How we love to reminisce

Cultured beyond a French kiss

Remind me of when we were kids

On the run

I’m still sleeping in your old sweatshirt

Just to make it hurt… less

Told myself it’s wanderlust

Not wondering how we got so lost

You don’t have to be so aggressive

I know I was wrong, I get it

I kinda like it when you’re possessive

It’ll only kill you if you let it

Hot and cold like a manic depressive

beneath the trees

that form the ceiling

the wind grows cold

her story has been told

loneliness is just a feeling

as she reads

sat so serene

the cards have no meaning

ghosts of the past

things that weren’t meant to last

goodbyes outweigh the greeting

You kick across the ground

The wolves have all been howling

At the moon just hanging around

Where will I be sleeping?

Where can I think out loud?

I don’t know why…

The city lights keep shining

On through the night

Doesn’t feel like home

Grey skies and early mornings

Coffee cups on the ground

All these people talking

You can’t stand the sound

I’m having trouble sleeping

Honey I’m feeling down

I think I know why…

She keeps on crying

All through the night

Heavy breathing, another bad dream

This isn’t how it used to be

You’re leaving, wipe the slate clean

It’s just another Tuesday night

The wrong thing feeling right

I think of you now and then

When I feel like hurting again

The way things used to be

Time moves so fast

So we stay in the past

Visions of stability

The path home is paved with lies

The waters of life

Are just tears that you’ve cried

You turn away and sigh

The footprints here don’t look like mine

Are we alone?

Are we alone?

I fall to my knees

In the snow and tall trees

I thought I knew the way home

All the roads lead to Rome

But they don’t and I’m cold

Resting on the lies I was told

If we were meant to be

That bleed through the cracks

Was there a storm last night?

Lighting your shaking cigarettes

When your hands were cold

Frail things, blowing in the wind

Struggling to keep hold

Where will we go?

Like a banshee on the hills

Laughing like life

Don’t send me those flowers from the moon

I know they mean the end

It’s always over far too soon

Oh well here we are again

This is what it feels like underwater

Heavy and it’s hard to breathe

Untold stories by an unknown author

You left me with the autumn leaves

There’s nobody listening

It’s only you and me

Under the same sky

That only we can see

Like the moon you once loved

Chapters of a book you’ll never read

How I hope we remember

All those things that we said in the dark

How we were in November

All those things we said in the cold

I miss having a hand to hold

Then I don’t feel so alone

You were scared of growing old

It made you feel so alone

Don’t send me those flowers from the moon

I don’t want this to end

It’s doesn’t have to be over so soon

Can’t we go back again?

I don’t want this to end

The morning will soon be here

Back to the old house

That was never really mine

Through the looking glass

The world through glazed eyes

Where are we now?

‘You’d rather lay on the cold bath

Than be by my side’

Comforted by resentment

A certain romance died

I don’t feel like talking

Something just doesn’t seem right

I’m getting high all day

I’m not sleeping all night

The tea, isn’t as sweet, as it used to be

I don’t listen when you’re talking

Something just doesn’t feel right

This is a silent movie

And it’s all black and white

We, aren’t as sweet, as we used to be

The night follows me to bed

Where I know a stranger slept

I just want to disappear

Because I know they’ve been here

I don’t want to ruin it again

But I don’t want to play pretend

I don’t want to pretend

Don’t say you love me,

When you don’t mean it,

I can’t give you those things,

You said you needed ,

When we were ok,

Don’t say you’re worried,

I hope you don’t mean it,

I won’t do those things,

Those things that we did

When we were ok

The night follows me to bed

Where I know a stranger slept

I just want to disappear

Because I know they’ve been here

I don’t want to ruin it again

But I don’t want to play pretend

On the corners of forgotten streets

So thick with dust and lost dreams

Falling like loose change from the pockets

Of absent minded workers

There stands

Silent women that shiver

With cold sores on their lips

A few more names

On the missing person’s list

Then the sound of arbitrary coughs

Coming at random intervals from one of many alleyways

Some deep and seasoned, others meek and mild

Coughing up remnants of mother’s milk

Human kindness or any other brands

The down and outs

Getting high to enjoy your own company

Getting by on trace amounts of sympathy

Those that couldn’t resist

Taking their place on the missing person’s list

In the dimly lit town centre pubs

Drunkards are put out to pasture

Carried to their chairs by the call of spirits

Glassy eyed lotus eaters

‘I remember when I forgot who I was’

That sweet release

That was Lethe’s kiss

That was their names signed on the missing person’s list

And the young girl

Long sleeves to cover her wrist

And she said

‘Why does the world forget we exist?

How did I become a name