..

..

Lonely paths
bend here and there
into lonelier alleys
And the lonely sun like an orphaned child
sitting pretty in the lonely sky
casts lonely shadows
around lonely lives.

..

..

Lonely paths
bend here and there
into lonelier alleys
And the lonely sun like an orphaned child
sitting pretty in the lonely sky
casts lonely shadows
around lonely lives.

..

..

Pain is like
the new man in town
Lost in a crowd of empty faces.

Slowly the territory is known and faces are familiar
It’ll resurface out of no where
uninvited.

It’ll die all too soon
or so we’ll think.

And then we’ll know it.
For ourselves.

—–

Hurting is the game we’ve learnt to play well
Rules are simple
When you start losing
You know you are just getting better at it.

—–

I don’t miss your voice
Nor your laughter
All I miss
is that story
hanging dangerously
in your silences.

Nothing will change or so you said
Yes nothing did
The sky is still blue
And my blood still red.

—–

..

..

Pain is like
the new man in town
Lost in a crowd of empty faces.

Slowly the territory is known and faces are familiar
It’ll resurface out of no where
uninvited.

It’ll die all too soon
or so we’ll think.

And then we’ll know it.
For ourselves.

—–

Hurting is the game we’ve learnt to play well
Rules are simple
When you start losing
You know you are just getting better at it.

—–

I don’t miss your voice
Nor your laughter
All I miss
is that story
hanging dangerously
in your silences.

Nothing will change or so you said
Yes nothing did
The sky is still blue
And my blood still red.

—–

..

..

Pain is like
the new man in town
Lost in a crowd of empty faces.

Slowly the territory is known and faces are familiar
It’ll resurface out of no where
uninvited.

It’ll die all too soon
or so we’ll think.

And then we’ll know it.
For ourselves.

—–

Hurting is the game we’ve learnt to play well
Rules are simple
When you start losing
You know you are just getting better at it.

—–

I don’t miss your voice
Nor your laughter
All I miss
is that story
hanging dangerously
in your silences.

Nothing will change or so you said
Yes nothing did
The sky is still blue
And my blood still red.

—–

..

..

Pain is like
the new man in town
Lost in a crowd of empty faces.

Slowly the territory is known and faces are familiar
It’ll resurface out of no where
uninvited.

It’ll die all too soon
or so we’ll think.

And then we’ll know it.
For ourselves.

—–

Hurting is the game we’ve learnt to play well
Rules are simple
When you start losing
You know you are just getting better at it.

—–

I don’t miss your voice
Nor your laughter
All I miss
is that story
hanging dangerously
in your silences.

Nothing will change or so you said
Yes nothing did
The sky is still blue
And my blood still red.

—–

..

..

Pain is like
the new man in town
Lost in a crowd of empty faces.

Slowly the territory is known and faces are familiar
It’ll resurface out of no where
uninvited.

It’ll die all too soon
or so we’ll think.

And then we’ll know it.
For ourselves.

—–

Hurting is the game we’ve learnt to play well
Rules are simple
When you start losing
You know you are just getting better at it.

—–

I don’t miss your voice
Nor your laughter
All I miss
is that story
hanging dangerously
in your silences.

Nothing will change or so you said
Yes nothing did
The sky is still blue
And my blood still red.

—–