Mayfly
Like the wings of a mayfly
In the morning, I am borne unto the sky
But by the time the sun is in decline
Like the mayfly, I got dying on my mind
I just keep making promises to myself
Like the false dawn of the first taste
It may appear that I am here, I've found my place
But in the haze, disgraced with malaise
Like the first taste, I seem so far away
Cuz I just keep breaking promises to myself
In the morning, I am borne unto the sky
But by the time the sun is in decline
Like the mayfly, I got dying on my mind
I just keep making promises to myself
Like the false dawn of the first taste
It may appear that I am here, I've found my place
But in the haze, disgraced with malaise
Like the first taste, I seem so far away
Cuz I just keep breaking promises to myself
Credits
Writer(s): Adam J Morgan, Adam Morgan
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