Art is a War, There are Casualties

We made our own world and it’s only a dream but we’re in it together when you’re fighting a war sometimes you lose the thing you love the most and i know i’m alone i know that i’m older and it feels like forever i was trying to go back to the way that things were i was chasing a ghost I’m a million miles away stumbling through my 9 to 5 I’m not sure what happens next But it feels good to be alive you were banging the drum i was ringing the bell we were full of ambition i was playing it cool you were casting your spell we were doomed from the start at the end of the day we did all that we could not to burn down the mission we had nothing to prove except to ourselves when it al came apart Lately I’ve been losing sleep Writing letters to myself I’ve got promises to keep And a dream too long to tell I’ve been trying to get across changes i’ve been going through i wanted this to mean something even just to me and you