Ancient History

Caught in the rain
Calling a pay phone
Hoping you'll pick it up
I only wait
Up 'till the morning
Hoping you'll fill my cup
Caught at the show
Sitting in silence
I can't believe my luck
It's only right
Serving my sentence
What have I done to us

I'm lost
I think that I'm off
And I'm waiting out the
Storm of ancient history
I'm cold
Forget what I told you
I know you hate me now
I'm just another injury

I miss all the plans
We had for tomorrow
I can't escape those words
I stare at my hands
I asked for so far so good
I never asked for hurt

I'm lost
I think that I'm off
And I'm waiting out the
Storm of ancient history
I'm cold
Forget what I told you
I know you hate me now
I'm just another injury

Sympathy
And ecstasy
Are chasing me
In my nightmares
I will be
And I can see
My destiny
And I don't care

I'm lost
I think that I'm off
And I'm waiting out the
Storm of ancient history
I'm cold
Forget what I told you
I know you hate me now
I'm just another injury



Credits
Writer(s): Cathal Reynolds
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