Sleep

If I lost you for good, is there any other way of thinking? Walk back to kissed and pressed There are flowers entangled with life on that fence Looks like I needed some other kind of beauty To put a marker on my thoughts Not erasing the picture of city light in your hair Our season has come and gone Kept the page creased like a pause Still sits where you left Springsteen talked about progression Timely lessons brought on by anger and ache Looks like I needed outside perspective See the shadow behind my blame Pull out the fragments of us I won’t let go of While you learn to forget to my name Have you already forgotten my name? Well I, I get hit time and time again Pulled back waking up in your bed Keep sleeping curled up in my car Drive the 5 It’s shaping into dawn And I remind myself that our season has come and gone Remind myself that our season has come and gone Hit myself, our season has come and gone Remind myself that our season has come and gone I can’t write songs about you before I sleep I won’t be so meticulous Wracking my mental state merely for letters Portrayal of my heart’s crisis Can you feel this? I bet you can feel this Well I, I get hit time and time again Pulled back waking up in your bed Keep sleeping curled up in my car Drive the 5 It’s shaping into dawn And I remind myself that our season has come and gone Remind myself that our season has come and gone Hit the brakes on writing this song I hit the brakes on writing this song I hit the brakes on writing this