Tragic Figures

You and me, we are a tragedy
I feel it every way
Seeking out a mystery
We bear another day
Feel it slipping through my hands
Every little grain of sand
An illusion
An admission
To formulate a plan

And I'll meet you at the dawn horizon
And if you don't come I'll leave the light on

Was it something we withstood?
Our responsibility
But I miss the autumn nights of East Fork
Stared into the trees

And I'll meet you at the dawn horizon
And if you don't come I'll leave the light on



Credits
Writer(s): Katie Busemeyer
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