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This moment will just be another story someday
Yesterday a friend told me I remind her of Charlie,
There is no other person I’d rather be.
Watching the lights dance on the ceiling,
Unsure of life’s meaning.
I see the world, all the beauty and pain.
Try to remind myself we aren’t just circling the drain.
Til’ the next one comes along,
Another season, another sad song.
How does one survive without someone to hold,
Begin to feel infinite all on their own?
Would Charlie still listen to Asleep on repeat,
If Sam gave her heart, forever his to keep?
Dreaming of the tunnel,
Arms spread and free,
Hoping Sam will forget Craig,
And notice me.
There is no other person I’d rather be.
Watching the lights dance on the ceiling,
Unsure of life’s meaning.
I see the world, all the beauty and pain.
Try to remind myself we aren’t just circling the drain.
Til’ the next one comes along,
Another season, another sad song.
How does one survive without someone to hold,
Begin to feel infinite all on their own?
Would Charlie still listen to Asleep on repeat,
If Sam gave her heart, forever his to keep?
Dreaming of the tunnel,
Arms spread and free,
Hoping Sam will forget Craig,
And notice me.
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