Twelve Speaks Again

It's been six hours since I heard your voice
I woke up in a white cloud
Circled round the robin's nest
Watched as you closed the door a second time
It must have been a year that passed since
I leaned against that frame

I could be the penny in the fountain of youth
You could be the mirror that only tells the truth
They could be the apple that puts you to sleep
We could be the treasure that's lost in the deep

It's been six minutes since I heard your voice
It must have been a bad dream I had
That woke me from my sleep
Rode our bikes all around the crooked night
I typed a letter to my past self
To tell myself the truth

I could be the penny in the fountain of youth
You could be the mirror that only tells the truth
They could be the apple that puts you to sleep
We could be the treasure that's lost in the deep



Credits
Writer(s): George Cordell
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