Pompeii (Philly)

Bottles and bubbles and cigarette trays
Remainders of nuclear growth and decay
Sirens they won't call you home anymore
But that doesn't mean I'm closing the door

I will start scratching your name off the gate
When you tell me you're not coming home
Take apart all that I built in a day
Cover me in ashes I am your Pompeii

The keychain it lies on the floor of your room
Tear me to pieces, I'll piece them together
For 30 days i have been looking for you
Now you're found I'm lost again lost instead

I will stop fixing the holes in the gate
Now I know you're not coming home
I hope it's enough and I hope it's not too late
Smother me in silence I am your Pompeii

Board up the door to a strangers room
Nothing smells like your perfume
Too many notebooks and not enough authors
Confessions of outlaws and prodigal daughters

I will be painting the sky with your name
The stars will guide you home
Breathe in the night sky and carve a new canyon
This world was made for you

Ask anyone they'll say rome wasn't built in a day
Gardens take root in the ashes I am your Pompeii



Credits
Writer(s): Casey Larkin
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