I’m trying to get away from this by lying to myself
In cafes with paintings of famous men who are all dead now
The only things I had to say: “The fountains empty out” or
“I wish I had a better sense of who am I without you around”
Places apart
As if to say- what took so long
Places apart, on and on
There’s nothing we can say
We’re caught in lights
All caught in lights
A century that we’ve to romanticize
Frozen in time, caught in lights
Withhold the fine lines, broken teeth
Traffic light to traffic light
Everything is something else, like the dead chapels of your eyes
Let it be true for some of us:
“The fountains empty out” or
“I wish I had a lot to say about myself with you around”
I gave up when you did but I will love you til the end
I’m caught in lights with you
I’m caught in lights with you
But I still want to try
I still want to try
With you
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