So, you left me here, and I left you there.
The night is still and you haven't moved an inch.
These longing nights are begging us to calm.
Willing us to move closer.
You chose your path, you made your decision.
With the sun rising, this is a bad head on collision.
The path's we take implicate our minds
to the extent that we barely even know ourselves.
You follow me down, as I try to help you up
It swallows me in, as you find your way out.
The dawn has come, your still a stone
Your stare into emptiness, you stare into my eyes.
The sun it shines in hopes of your awakening,
willing us to move closer.
I chose my path, I made my own decision,
With the sun falling, this is a bad head on collision.
The path's you take replicate your mind
to the extent that you barely even know yourselves.
I follow you up, you hold your hand low
You pull me out, as the world closes in.
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~Nya~
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