Little Talks in Purgatory
Soon it will all be over, and buried with our past
Some days I don't know if I am wrong or right
Your mind is playing tricks on you my dear
Because though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our
bodies safe to shore
Go, go, go away
I wish you'd disappear
All that's left is a ghost of you
Now we're torn, torn, torn apart
There's nothing we can do
Just let me go, we'll meet again soon
Now wait, wait, wait for me
Please hang around
I'll see you when I fall asleep
image by danflan on tumblr.com
words by Of Monsters and Men