Of All Eyes
Signed off lateTomorrow is supposed to come but it's scared to
The eternal fog and darkness wants to linger
No more sun to see in the ever changing sky
An inconvenient truth is that people lie
But look at that sky
It will chase tomorrow, if it is ready...
I don't want to sleep just yet
Your eyes are in between a joke and an old photo
I sat next to you and a slow hiss forms in my language
An inconvenient truth is that people lie
Repeat the last line, and fast forward what you said
Until you get to the last part
"Miss you..."
It echoes in my mind
Like that bad joke and that photo
We were torn apart
They wonder why the world works like it does
Why there's a war
Why people have to die
Why arguements happen
We'll know, they just analyze what it is, whatever IT is
Just one more time, just for me
Say it.
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