|the most private thing I'm willing to admit ^^|
changing titles changing games changing myself and in his embrace i'm a hundred thousand pounds lighter,changing titles changing games changing myself by Sjemenka
nah, nah, friend, the heavy stuff doesn't ever go away,
but all the sunshine gets in.
i know you felt it tooeverything in this 'verse tried stopping mei know you felt it too by Sjemenka
(as I was heading towards you,
the wind, the fever, the car, the phone)
every particle of time and space was whispering "stay"
(the second our fingertips touched,
the train, the bus, the crazy, the money)
it was too early.
early in this specific timeline.
now what we had is tarred, damaged, and unclosed.
a pestering wound.
a cake out in the sun.
I should have stayed.
you could have asked more than once.
we would have been.