i always thought i could find my way
without your hand over my heart
but the days bleed into the nights
and the morning sun brings your voice
leave the neverending sky behind
walking hand in hand with what i'll never be
i could burn these bridges
but her ghost would follow me forever
it's a losing fight, we've got ourselves in
face down on the cold ground
looking for a way out
of a situation we could never have foreseen
last night i tired to steal the ocean
but i was stopped on my way home
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