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Oh the moon was young,
and the time felt right,
when I settled home,
that deep summer night.
We shared our late stories,
in sweet harmony,
oh we were living like we found the light.
Oh we were living so right.
How I miss the times,
when the stars were our rhyme,
when weâd dwell on nothing but the truth.
But now Iâm lost in life,
and Iâm tired of time,
so forgive me for missing you.
Now thereâs a man at a movie,
and he swears he once knew me,
as he sits there pondering his wrongs.
He letâs the dark rob him empty,
and he feeds on the feeling,
of knowing it wasnât his fault.
He says I miss the times,
when the stars were our rhyme,
when weâd dwell on nothing but the truth.
But now Iâm lost in life,
and Iâm tired of time,
so forgive me for missing you.
Missing you.
Oh we met on the green,
of the Big Apple scene,
two hands in one.
With a pen and a tree,
we wrote truthfully,
our late stories in the night.
And we say we miss the times,
when the stars were our rhyme,
when weâd dwell on nothing but the truth.
But now Iâm lost in life,
and Iâm tired of time,
so forgive me for missing you.
- Album:
- The Start
- So It Goes EP