Why don’t you tune it down to like half as dramatic.
- Phases
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Phases - Stop the Show
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Our days for me where the most beautiful ones.
For you now they are a point of reflection from which you run and compare in order to relate and state good times are to come. Our days to me meant planets. I now see why I was forced to leave.
Today was not ordinary
For extraordinary where
The realizations realized
Parallax to be alike
Eternal like summer nights.
Woke up with no regret
Hope and love on my breath
Just like back when
We spend nights talking about
How we where to turn a home
Out of a house and tomorrow
Out of the now and how.
Don’t regret and ain’t upset
Do accept and thank you
For the emotional assets you gave.
Do despise the end
But I blame that
On my old fashion romanticist ways.
I ain’t a saint well aware
Most likely I was the one to
Straight drive you insane
To the point you let this truck
Fly off a cliff and straight to hell.
Now today. Today, was no…
Ordinary day.
Today was a beautiful day filled
With lights of rays,
Which proves my theory.
Love unconditionally
And if you lucky
One day you would receive it in return.
