Evening Song

I need a real one this guy is confused
I said so am I
But this time more present so I'd recognize
This place is like boredom
When it lives in your head you proclaim you don't want it
Completely deserted and even darker inside

All shaking hands in a style
And I swear it all played like a movie
I opened the door it's the least I could do
I asked you where you lived
Said is can't be this building all the windows they're boarded
I like the frame you said a real piece of mind

Alone with this evening and I bailed on some friends
We make these plans unintended
Minutes to the hour see that I didn't show
Or answer the call for the ones that you love
Working hard bending backwards
Upside down and silent knock them down in a row



Credits
Writer(s): Casey Graham
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