Welcome the aria... Pulsing the median... Dropping the rhythm... Raising the crescendo... Let fall the harmony... And nothing left but the finale... Only to be left with an encore no-one listens.
He wanted to let you know... He'll be waiting under the city lights, amongst the sea of souls and shells. He doesn't regret and he doesn't relent. Nothing more.
Welcome the aria...
Pulsing the median...
Dropping the rhythm...
Raising the crescendo...
Let fall the harmony...
And nothing left but the finale...
Only to be left with an encore no-one listens.
Andante...
If you don't hear from us both... by Psychol0gist, journal
If you don't hear from us both...
They've hidden away for the season until it passes.
It's not the time for them to celebrate. They both seem to die a little when this time of the year comes.
It was never a happy time to begin with.
Goodbye... for now...
He stopped by, you know... by Psychol0gist, journal
He stopped by, you know...
He wanted to let you know...
He'll be waiting under the city lights, amongst the sea of souls and shells.
He doesn't regret and he doesn't relent.
Nothing more.