Melodramatic? Melancholy? Sure. Elliptical? What happened here? A breakup? A failed heist? Insurance fraud? I'll never tell. I like this one.
lyrics
On the morning your train
Made its way
Heard your steps on the stone
Felt the sting felt the numb
Felt the cold
Like the pain was my own
Did you hear it, the moan
Of the dove?
Did you notice the frost
In the blessings
of all that you’ve found
Did you sense what you’d lost?
spring roses faded so soon pray that we’ve lived
‘Fore we died
Flamed out, you’re
Shooting the moon
Don’t say that you never tried
Where the embers of fires
Long gone cold
linger on in the sky
There remains still
The memories of smoke
Gives no truth to the lie
Saw your name in the
Registry once
Hope your still say your prayers
I imagine you still stay up late
children sleeping upstairs
spring roses faded so soon pray that we’ve lived
‘Fore we died
Flamed out, you’re
Shooting the moon
Don’t say that you never tried
Let’s just say that the
Stars had their plans
Let’s just say that we knew
Let’s just say that we
Reached out our hands
some bright heaven’s not for you
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