brothers on a hotel bed
Time brings with it the slow decay of familiarity. It weighs hard on your chest, slowing the frenzied beat of a youthful heart to a deliberate waltz. One, two, three, one, two, three, one, two, three. The steps are all too familiar, the song an echo of dreams never realized, battles never fought, hearts never conquered. You become graceful in step without a partner to put you on your heels. Keep in time, stay on beat, it's about to pick up here. The needle is worn down to a nub, scratching out the inconsistencies of a life unfinished.
We all want so much more. Fair play to all the dreamers; we aren't made to succeed.
Cheat life, slip through the cracks, make a name for yourself and leave well fed.
We all want so much more. Fair play to all the dreamers; we aren't made to succeed.
Cheat life, slip through the cracks, make a name for yourself and leave well fed.