Nocturne

There's a freedom in death

but I can't seem to rest

or let alone sleep

It doesn't come easily

And I cry and I fight

with this starless night

I'm waiting here just to be saved

 

Just because I think of you doesn't mean that I miss you

 

We're on the same train down memory lane

We both bought our tickets and stashed away and secret kept

Lives full of empty, but beating hearts

Our hands full of apologies and would-be regrets

 

The world flying by, left to be forgotten

We're passengers at fifty miles an hour

and I can't remember where I put my pen

 

I think I wanted to write this all down, but I lost where I was going in one of the passing towns...

 

We made angels one night

It's okay, I forgive you for my face in the snow

and the keys you pretended to lose so we wouldn't have to go home

 

There's a comfort in being alone

but I can't seem to find it

It's a lackadaisical pursuit, and I'm accident prone

Off the tracks and into the sky

I left your memory when I was flying

Out of sight and out of mind

You gave it up and settled for dreams more tangible than me

 

I just got carried away...

A salacious love for cold nights in dresses

I thought you understood, I guess

 

I don't think I expected you to hold onto anything

Your sleep must come so easily

 

Maybe I thought that the night you showed me life from the top of the world would never end, that we'd never need to miss it

 

Or maybe I never believed it existed