Time & Again

You are the belle of the ball inside my head
While I'm waiting on a vacant seat

And I feel crusty lips
And I can't speak but in a monotone
It's all I can get
To do

I feel like I'm tossed on the sidewalk
Sucking my cheeks while I write about the scars you left on me

Let's not take it to this level
I promise I'll just cry myself to sleep

Even though every time I try, I can't help thinking of you

And every way I turn there's you in there
And every flowing drop's taking your shape
With your weary sharp eyes
You drag me to our place

Hits like a sigh of relief
When I see you there
On our self-portrait I made with my fingertips
On a steamy window of the bus I
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To Find Solace
Pent-up Feelings
To Find Solace
Grave Stakes
To Find Solace
I'll never catch again

And every way I turn you're not in there
And every flowing drop goes on its way
With your sunken green eyes
You ban me from our place

And every way I turn we're just in there
And every flowing drop has dried away
With your happy and amazed eyes
You hold me tight again