Some Lost Intention

It never felt like you were growing old But now I want to sit you down and hear your stories We were never ones to talk it out But now it's nice when I hear your words as a melting river I was on my way to calm my nerves These contradictions sit like insults hanging in the cold air The more and more we spend our time apart The easier I get to know your love All that I got left is some lost intention Dozens of half-read novels They steal our time, we give our bread What've we got left for ourselves I've been trying to analyze my pain To know why it finds shelter in the people that I love the most Maybe it's just where it feels the safest Stumbling across the neighbour's yard All that I got left is some lost intention All this time lying in my bed They steal our time, they steal our bread What's left for us to share