Don't Let It Fade
Trace around her lips with his fingers, he tries to draw on a smile,
"Give it time. These scars are the stars that will show you the light."
And now she's all he sees
He stays awake to watch her breathe
The unheard melodies
The grace notes of her restless sleep
Hold me now,
Don't let it fade away from here.
Hold me now,
Don't let it fade away from here.
It's so clear
His tattered undershirt a souvenir that she likes to breathe in
She sighs days doing nothing unconscious of time.
And now he's all she sees;
she stays awake to watch him breathe
The unknown poetry sweet sonnets of how it should be.
Hold me now,
Don't let it fade away from here.
Hold me now,
Don't let it fade away from here.
Hold me now,
Don't let it fade away from here.
Hold me now,
Don't let it fade away from here.
And everybody might just have these same ideas
These same plans I suppose...
I suppose...
And everybody might just have these same ideas
These same plans I suppose...
I suppose...
We've found a perfect niche:
where plastic meets perfect, kill substance for style...
But inside, we get burned by the fuel that we cannot deny.
By JUNIOANIMAL®
"Give it time. These scars are the stars that will show you the light."
And now she's all he sees
He stays awake to watch her breathe
The unheard melodies
The grace notes of her restless sleep
Hold me now,
Don't let it fade away from here.
Hold me now,
Don't let it fade away from here.
It's so clear
His tattered undershirt a souvenir that she likes to breathe in
She sighs days doing nothing unconscious of time.
And now he's all she sees;
she stays awake to watch him breathe
The unknown poetry sweet sonnets of how it should be.
Hold me now,
Don't let it fade away from here.
Hold me now,
Don't let it fade away from here.
Hold me now,
Don't let it fade away from here.
Hold me now,
Don't let it fade away from here.
And everybody might just have these same ideas
These same plans I suppose...
I suppose...
And everybody might just have these same ideas
These same plans I suppose...
I suppose...
We've found a perfect niche:
where plastic meets perfect, kill substance for style...
But inside, we get burned by the fuel that we cannot deny.
By JUNIOANIMAL®
Credits
Writer(s): H. Smith
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