Little Expressionless Animals

Memoryhouse

Composición de: Evan Abeele
Softly held the light beneath your skin
Never drew a breath between our names
As you come aware that something's left
Everybody knows that you are dead

I can feel this place becoming what it never was
Do we embrace the hours, as if we never lost
One lonely resignation, tethered to your thoughts
I'm dreaming through these motions, in hopes that it will last

And I won't follow you back home
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