Things that won't last

I have never put myself away

I run, from reality and confrontation

maybe its the time to think about myself

understanding, perseverance and isolation

Deep voice, in tears I put myself

I can't go away from this rigid illusion

for you are my endorphin

my sole reason of living is the thought of you

when we die

we will be ghosts, wondering around the city

because time is not a thing anymore

what will it be in twenty years

can I see you again, maybe in another time

another place, another setting

I spend my life to think

I lied to you, I break promises

The guitar are strumming and everything feels so right

this all seem too real

and yet I am here writing something about you

nothing but pouring emotion

five days from now I will still be here

knowing that the song I listen reminds me of you

every single word, every single tone

in a small city, between trees

lipstick are put on paper notes

what I think won't last

will never last

or even happen