left/return/arrived
well. i've left/returned/arrived. however you want to word it, really.
it's been 3 months and 26 days, but it feels like years.
years since i've been myself.
every time i go through transitions like these i lose my sense of self.
what does that say? mean? really?
do i really need the people around me...and the places i visit to center myself?
what you do is not who you are....
right?
i dunno...
things are different now.
what do i have to say for myself?
"you are coming home
are you still alone
are you not the same as you used to be
as the sun grows high
and you serve your time
does each day just feel like another lie
now you know
is it just for show
just a foolish game that you hide behind
dont forget the nights
when it all felt right
are you not the same as you used to be
used to be
in a endless night
would you feel the fright
of the age that wasn't
could never be
so we hold it close
when we feel the most
like a love that we could not leave behind
we turn the wheel
to which way we feel
till our thoughts lift
i can not find you there
don't forget the nights when it all felt right
are you not the same as you used to be
used to be
even if i try so hard
would we still be coming to an end
even if we spoke the same words
would we still return as friends
even if its simple from the start
we will give the pieces of the heart
and when there is nothing left to pretend
we will know its coming to an end
even if we try so hard
we will give pieces of our heart
its always good to see you again
even if its coming to an end"
it's been 3 months and 26 days, but it feels like years.
years since i've been myself.
every time i go through transitions like these i lose my sense of self.
what does that say? mean? really?
do i really need the people around me...and the places i visit to center myself?
what you do is not who you are....
right?
i dunno...
things are different now.
what do i have to say for myself?
"you are coming home
are you still alone
are you not the same as you used to be
as the sun grows high
and you serve your time
does each day just feel like another lie
now you know
is it just for show
just a foolish game that you hide behind
dont forget the nights
when it all felt right
are you not the same as you used to be
used to be
in a endless night
would you feel the fright
of the age that wasn't
could never be
so we hold it close
when we feel the most
like a love that we could not leave behind
we turn the wheel
to which way we feel
till our thoughts lift
i can not find you there
don't forget the nights when it all felt right
are you not the same as you used to be
used to be
even if i try so hard
would we still be coming to an end
even if we spoke the same words
would we still return as friends
even if its simple from the start
we will give the pieces of the heart
and when there is nothing left to pretend
we will know its coming to an end
even if we try so hard
we will give pieces of our heart
its always good to see you again
even if its coming to an end"