Impressionism

Sent you a letter today, I hope it kept you warm Made the wrong impression, I try way too hard Tripped myself on a trivial bump, got trapped in a hole Went out for a walk and left without my soul And you won't read about it, won't be on the news And you won't understand it because it's not about you And maybe this time, things will be different inside And maybe the affection, it won't have to subside And maybe the lasting impression can be something more than pain Staring at my own reflection, wishing it'd go away Tried to see right through you but I went blind Tried to communicate but my words had no worth Unspoiled all the feelings got tangled in lies Tried to be so perfect got stuck in the disguise And you won't recreate it, what once was there has moved You'll try to imitate it 'til nothing's left of you And maybe this time the planets will align And maybe the connection will live up to its sign And maybe the lasting impression can be something more than pain Wandering through the garden already doomed to fate The last time that I saw you is the time I remember best Your sorrow was a river but I had built a bridge The clouds they haven't lifted, they only brought more rain The lilies haven't shifted, they're frozen in a frame And fragments of your touch, they form the coldest hue The wilting reminders, they get lost and fade to blue And maybe this time the air won't have to change And maybe the refractions won't take us off our way And maybe the lasting impression won't be a trick of light Wanted to live in paintings, wanted the sun to rise