Matinee
I've been treading onto forbidden lands they say I'm exiled either way
Claiming I belong somewhere but I don't know the path, it might lead me astray
I tried to stay silent every moment I had
But I couldn't recognize my footprints again
Is this some weird siren, a wailing banshee, I am
Hoping my soul doesn't fade away
Depending on the heartache
I'll know where the road takes
Open ended fates that keep me awake
It's the silver silhouette that
Guides me down the wrong lane
Harrowing mistakes I haven't yet made
But have you ever wondered
What might happen if you put out a fire too soon?
I guess we'll never know
My borderlines are faltering and blurred lines seem so easy to read
It's always for someone else when will I write something for me?
I tried to keep quiet but you cursed the sigh that
Left my mouth and you're too stained to be proud
The wrong choices, the sad noises, black ties and many crisis
When you're alone no sound, everything is a monologue now
It's a cinematic heartbreak
Rain pouring in four ways
Floods of acid burning the relics away
All the memories are sharpened
Knives pointing the wrong end
Starting fights that bruised and stayed for decades
But have you ever wondered
What might happen if we open the flood gates too soon?
I guess we'll never know
It's not been easy, watching my island breeze turn into some kind of city stink
With my coat over me I'm still shivering I'm not sure if it's you or the rain
They'll be another fire, a lighthearted satire
We'll end up on the same side of the road again
The embers take us higher, we're just some outliers
But I know that it won't be the same
We'll make the same old dirty mistakes
Blame it on our old ways
Muster chaos through the peace in our starry-eyed fame
You etched your name like it's a callous
Neglected where the stage fell
Another matinee that didn't end so well
But have you ever wondered
What might happen if you leave the afterparty too soon?
-auctor

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