I remember when midnight Midnight was our highlight. We have forgotten eyes that could never be rebuilt. Sinister be the night guard. prowling the paddock, torching the stars. We’re Crawling under the fences, facing the difference.
I’m all grown up, says my face I kiss and it fucking hurts. I hold hands and I am bored.
I now know why, I never tried to be impressive, to set aside a little alone time to accomplish something. Don’t keep telling me I could’ve been I should’ve been a whole lot more.
Its a mistake, to age with grace. If you have the wisdom, take my place. The seasons the reason why I’m so blue I cast a shadow, that I cannot dim I miss the pieces of you