So then, sounds like deciding time How to renew what you left behind? Spilling cheap wine and cheap words on the floor Like it dont matter Focus not on these wasted nights Finding a partner to pine for Lopsided stories that filled the earth So we could step between them Couldve been a waste of your time It wasnt a waste of mine Cold! Thaw and unfreeze these frozen hours Through the brick comes the sound of what could be outside It passes then not A reclusive inebriate stare, when you question Am I really there? Focus not on these wasted nights, impasses and knots Through the brick comes the possibility of what could be outside So then, whispered divisive lines Prize the sense from the jaws of routine Through the door, another reason to stay Tilt the glass and pass me some time Focus not on these wasted nights Drowning shadows of the beings weve been Tilt the glass and pass me some time Couldve been a waste of your time It wasnt a waste of mine Raise a glass for me Ghosts dont speak Raise a glass for me Your reasonings broken The sun, let it set Your reasonings broken So send me a sight to see
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