storrow drive
Watching you load the shotgun
Stuff down the column
Counting your steady paces
Line sights with that horizon
An 8.5 month daze
I was living just south of Boston
Getting up the latest
Hoping you'd leave the light on
Watching you load the shotgun
We fall apart, and
Stopped dead at 22
The hell I'm supposed to do
Somehow we always end up falling
Watch as you end up crawling
Hold fire until we're near
Iris gives way to white
Peer through the sights and see it clear
Wide eyes like 17
We were autumn lovers then
Too caught up in the phase to see the maze that we were in
A dream of brighter days
To grasp but never keep
A dream to coexist, before the distance made us weak
New York to Storrow Drive
New York to IAD
So caught up in the thought of being lost with you at sea
As organs start to bleed
Start to bleed
Drift down like falling leaves
Weighed down by gravity
How long will I believe?
And time goes running free
With no apology
How long till I perceive
The forest for the trees?
How long will I believe?
As words grew dry as cotton
As nerves grew hard as steel
As weeks of breathing life in what had died lost the appeal
Grew faint with passing time
We laid it all to rest
Each day you'd close your eyes and be surprised a little less
Stuff down the column
Counting your steady paces
Line sights with that horizon
An 8.5 month daze
I was living just south of Boston
Getting up the latest
Hoping you'd leave the light on
Watching you load the shotgun
We fall apart, and
Stopped dead at 22
The hell I'm supposed to do
Somehow we always end up falling
Watch as you end up crawling
Hold fire until we're near
Iris gives way to white
Peer through the sights and see it clear
Wide eyes like 17
We were autumn lovers then
Too caught up in the phase to see the maze that we were in
A dream of brighter days
To grasp but never keep
A dream to coexist, before the distance made us weak
New York to Storrow Drive
New York to IAD
So caught up in the thought of being lost with you at sea
As organs start to bleed
Start to bleed
Drift down like falling leaves
Weighed down by gravity
How long will I believe?
And time goes running free
With no apology
How long till I perceive
The forest for the trees?
How long will I believe?
As words grew dry as cotton
As nerves grew hard as steel
As weeks of breathing life in what had died lost the appeal
Grew faint with passing time
We laid it all to rest
Each day you'd close your eyes and be surprised a little less
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Writer(s): Ryan Kim
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