Cold Wind Calling - Driftwood | Текст песни

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• Cold Wind Calling
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I feel the warmth coming on,
Such a sweet escape for a lost kid like me.
It’s keeping me alive,
But slowly killing me inside.
And I don’t know what I've become
But I like it better than what I used to be.
I’ll travel the country some day,
I’ll reflect on the things you used to say
Like somehow you had it all figured out.
Her voice was beauty presented through eloquence and nonchalance;
Oh there is such beauty in an old soul that doesn't care.
She playing the melodies of my childhood with her vocal chords and she doesn't even know it and
I’m lost in her voice and the way she breathes, but I’ll never show it.

So let’s spends our days
Like they might be our last
Forget broken promises
They’re all in the past
And like a ship out at sea
The waves will lead you straight to me
And we will live out our lives
Peacefully

I’m finding pieces of glass in the carpet from when her perfect frequencies got the best of my shitty apartment’s windows and mirrors. But even without those the world had never felt so clear cause from the time she stepped through the door, everything changed for me. And nothing was ever the same.
Our ship withered away, plies splitting apart like our lies split us apart, and left us stranded. But In the end I think fate had it right along. Maybe our driftwood will make its way back for the coming generations, splintered oak barely recognizable by even the most familiar of faces to fill the spaces between the things we wrote down and the things we forced ourselves to forget. And they'll know that despite nature's cruelest attempt to put out the fires we built, we made it. And we made it work.

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