Curtain Fall
Three months set to music
Building a moment I won't soon forget
I walked you home everyday in my head
And I wonder, would we get along
If we knew just who we were?
I guess it doesn't matter
The truth is a mess and it's better left like that
I held on tight as the curtain came down for the last time
And anytime that slow piano groans
I can feel your heartbeat next to mine
And it's the strangest thing, these memories
Yeah they don't belong to me
But you're as real to me
As real as real can be
You had that mask and mirror of a stranger
Come on play baby play
You took it off. There was nothing to lose
You held that tune till the chills ran through
It's not the same, not by myself
No, I can feel something missing
Cuz I've heard the stories that I can tell
And they're boring as hell without that friction
I held on tight as the curtain came down for the last time
And anytime that slow piano groans
I can feel your heartbeat next to mine
And it's the strangest thing, these memories
Yeah they don't belong to me
But you're as real to me
As real as real can be
I held on tight as the curtain came down for the last time
And anytime that slow piano groans
I can feel your heartbeat next to mine
And it's the strangest thing, these memories
They don't belong to me
But you're as real to me
As real as real can be
You're as real to me
As real as real can be
Building a moment I won't soon forget
I walked you home everyday in my head
And I wonder, would we get along
If we knew just who we were?
I guess it doesn't matter
The truth is a mess and it's better left like that
I held on tight as the curtain came down for the last time
And anytime that slow piano groans
I can feel your heartbeat next to mine
And it's the strangest thing, these memories
Yeah they don't belong to me
But you're as real to me
As real as real can be
You had that mask and mirror of a stranger
Come on play baby play
You took it off. There was nothing to lose
You held that tune till the chills ran through
It's not the same, not by myself
No, I can feel something missing
Cuz I've heard the stories that I can tell
And they're boring as hell without that friction
I held on tight as the curtain came down for the last time
And anytime that slow piano groans
I can feel your heartbeat next to mine
And it's the strangest thing, these memories
Yeah they don't belong to me
But you're as real to me
As real as real can be
I held on tight as the curtain came down for the last time
And anytime that slow piano groans
I can feel your heartbeat next to mine
And it's the strangest thing, these memories
They don't belong to me
But you're as real to me
As real as real can be
You're as real to me
As real as real can be
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Sorensen
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