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Why do I write these words down?

When I know that they'll sit and drown

To never be read or sung outside my head

I guess that these thoughts won't see anything through...



You see, with you I seem to feel so alive

I breathe you in so deep I know I'll survive

When my blind eyes finally see the light

I thought that you'd be there, I thought you'd be leading me right



It's the hot days like these that make me feel colder

When I speak my mind I receive a cold shoulder

And the words that I say, get so wet they wash away

As if they were never meant to exist here at all...and I fall



Now the red sky is pretending it's blue

And your uneasiness clearly shines through

When the wind and the rain, put newly broken hearts to shame

I know that this fight will not be easy with or without you



It was time long ago to move on

But for my instinct I fought and held strong

Now my determination is fragile

I'm sure I'm living in denial, So it makes sense that I feel so confused



You're head laying on my bare chest

You're comfort held tight in my arms

You're sleeping in sheets, consisting of me

You're forgetting that you don't make sense



When the fire burns as hot as it can

I'll still reach across, burn my hand

Grasping at shadows that go away in the night

I'm the cat chasing a mouse that's putting up a damn good fight



You're scents still linger in the dark

You're warmth left in the dark, cold night

You're acting on feelings felt in the past

You're uneasiness whether I'm near you or not



When the fire burns as hot as it can

I'll not reach across, but still burn my hand

Grasping at silhouettes that float away in the night

I'm the man losing everything he once dreamed, but he will still fight