LYRICS & Poetry

 

 
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Too Young to Understand

And I held off, as long as I thought we could be
I bled myself dry, I smoked until I couldn't breathe
I got in my car
I made it my home
A fortress away from a storm
Fluttering down the road
You think that I ran
Well maybe it's I'm just too young to understand

In the Golden Hour

There were ashes on my lips, from the words I breathed
The same lips I kissed you with
It was hard to see, from all the smoke
Started reaching out, reaching when you spoke
Ringing in my ears, I felt deaf to you
Gripping so tightly, I started bleeding through
In the Golden Hour, it's you I find
And I don't want to go inside, I don't want to go inside
If you're going to stay, I'll be here all night
You're in every song I hear and every song I write
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Miles

You can't relax, I can see it when you smile
Even in the dust, the distain, make it 5000 miles
You're on the cusp, and I can hear your thoughts
And your dilemma is mine, but with a gradual decline
Distance finds greatness, courage finds heart
You're a captive that's been given the keys
I'm a servant who won't fall to his knees
In stubbornness who we are is known
In your fury, I'm bound to corrode
Now in these quiet hours as my body aches
It's only a matter of miles,
Until one of us is bound to break.