coming towards the lights

In the aisle with the mirror
Candles burning
Mother's voice is calling me
Time to go now
Home is waiting
On a napkin
Write the dream down
Rub your eyelids

Place a flower gently on the picture
Then I'll turn around
Not a door in sight
Bleeding through the blinds
In our cabin on the nightstand
Flashing light

You can still smile
Scent of smoke surrounds the campsite
In the cold found our fears
Go get buckled
Turn the car on
Going out
In the line as it begins to come down
Hope it stays warm while we're here

Some summer
I've been there
Drench me to my soul
In the chapel
Guardian angel watches
Over your rest



Credits
Writer(s): Isla S.
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